"I know," she rubbed his arm softly. "And I appreciate the gesture. It's very sweet. I bet you say that to all the pretty girls or boys for that matter," she corrected herself remembering he had just talked about his boyfriend.
Isabelle had stood up for John for a long time. "I see the good in him, but I don't think he sees it himself." He was turning into a completely different person than the man she met on New Year's Eve two years ago.