Darcy was consumed of envy. Not only had Zoey stolen her crush, but now she wanted to take away her backup too.
"Isaac, am I no better than Zoey in your eyes?"
She was still unwilling to accept it.
"Hmm... From what I can see, you're not entirely brainless. Your wisdom is barely on par with mine. However, you are forgetting yourself for trying to compete with Zoey."
Darcy intently looked at him trying to clench for the slightest hint that he was joking.
Yet, she found none.
It simply showed that he was being serious about it.
"Since she's so much the person of your dream, why don't you pursue her instead?" Her tone was laced with jealousy.
Isaac's eyes darkened. "Honey, why do you always dwell on this issue? I've said it before. Zoey is my confidante, and you are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with."
Darcy snorted.
"I'm afraid the reason you're after me is that you know you will never get her," she blurted out.
