C14 ISABELLA'S POV

ISABELLA'S POV

I stood there, staring at Alexander, my heart racing. The weight of his words pressed heavily on my chest, but I couldn't quite grasp the reality of the situation. He wanted us to get married—now? My mind reeled as I tried to make sense of it. This was all happening too fast.

"I can't," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Alexander's brow furrowed. He crossed the room