"But when we get married, he still has to come back, Arabella..."
Arabella Vanderbilt pursed her lips, feeling a bit sad.
The always bright and confident Isabella Harrison, turns out she can be like this...
"...Well, you're right."
"So make sure you come to see me off tomorrow, okay? I have to let Michael Lees know I have such an awesome best friend as my backup, so he won't dare to bully me in the future."
Arabella Vanderbilt chuckled, "If he's really cautious of me, that would be great."
"Then remember to give him a hard time tomorrow! Scare him a bit."
"Alright."
"It's settled then. Tomorrow's flight is at 9:30. Come pick me up straight after work tonight. Stay over for the night before I leave."
Arabella Vanderbilt blinked, really?
"...Okay."
"After thinking for so long, are you worried Mr. Russo might not agree?"
Arabella Vanderbilt choked slightly, "No, it's not that."
"Good, then I'm relieved."
