C8 She is just like her father

Isabella's POV

My mom's so-called boyfriend was in the middle of one of his tedious lectures again. I smiled politely, though I wasn't really listening. When he asked if I was angry with my mom, I decided it was time to be blunt.

"It's not about her, Mr.," I shot back.

He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to figure me out.

"Maybe it's you."

He finally said