Chapter 26. A Precious Gift

Excited beyond words, Isabella rushed to open her balcony door and Weston entered her room, closing it after him. He turned and simply pulled Isabella into his arms, holding her tightly to his body.

“Happy birthday, Isabella,” he whispered, his arms almost lifting her off the ground like she weighed nothing at all. Isabella clung to him, her face into his neck, inhaling him, feeling his presence. It seemed like a dream come true. She just couldn’t believe that he was really here. He hadn’t forgotten her birthday, after all. When she had given up all hope of seeing him, he had arrived to wish her.

“I missed you, Weston. I was waiting for you,” she mumbled into his neck.

“I know,” he said, still holding her. “I’ve got something for you,” he whispered, releasing her and placing her down. Isabella stared at him with excitement. His gift would indeed be the treasure that she would keep in the treasure chest that Hudson had given her.

“What is it?” she whispered