C123 Something was not right

Ezekiel’s expression hardened. He stared at Isabella, silent, his eyes fixed on hers.

The silence stretched.

Finally, Isabella spoke again, her voice soft but firm. “Ezekiel, don’t you feel the same?”

Ezekiel didn’t look away. “What I think doesn’t matter right now. What matters is—what are you thinking? Do you really believe it wasn’t an accident?”

Isabella dropped her gaze