C49 Party (I)

Ezekiel's POV.

I leaned against my car, arms crossed, eyes scanning the steady stream of students spilling out of the college. Isabella usually came out early, always easy to spot in the crowd. But today, there was no sign of her.

Minutes passed, and my patience thinned. Where was she?

Frowning, I pushed myself out of the car and started walking toward her department