CHAPTER EIGHTY - FOUR - MATEO KNOWS THE TRUTH ABOUT BELLA'S MAMA.

Mateo wiped the tears rolling down her cheeks with his thumb and his forehead creased together as he wondered what the problem was. Isabella smiled at Mateo and the frown on his face only deepened. " Can I come see you?" Isabella asked, knowing that her call with Abuela was still connected. " Sure. If you can leave behind that young man that seems to be attached to your skin these days," Abuela teased. Isabella chuckled. " He is going home in a few days, so, I won't have any problem leaving," Isabella joked back and then she sobered up. " I want to be there when she opens her eyes. I want her to see a familiar face when she opens her eyes for the first time." Abuela hummed in agreement. " I'm a familiar face, though." " She would get a heart attack from seeing your face I'm sure," Isabella teased. Abuela tusked. " Goodnight, Child." Isabella grinned, knowing that she was going to be with her Mama soon. " Goodnight, Abuela." The call disconnected and she turned to Mateo -