August's POV

For the past few days, Isabelle had been working on something. She had asked me for money but didn't explain why. I imagined what my father would say if he knew I was handing out money like this, especially to my fake fiancée, whom I barely knew and was already sharing a house with.

But that wasn't even the real problem. Isabelle being cheerful and excited was something I didn't know how to deal with, because every day when I got home, she was in the kitchen making something—usua