The 15-year-old British boy folded the letter in half and went to talk to her. He was going to tell Isabella how he felt once and for all! He crossed the street quickly, humming an upbeat melody. His heart was racing and his hands were shaking. When he got to her backyard, he saw her there, sitting by the pool, looking extremely sad.
"Isabella? Are you okay?" he asked calmly, placing his hand on her shoulder softly.
"I-I'm fine" she murmured, trying not to cry. He stared at her waiting for an answer. She knew it was pointless trying to hide something from Ferb. He always found a way to make her talk "I-I think I'm in love" she answered in a defeat tone.
"I-I thought you were over my bro-" he started, feeling his heart sink on his chest.
"With someone else" she interrupted.
"W-with who?" he asked, blushing.
"I-I can't tell you that. I'm not sure if the feeling is mutual" she closed her eyes letting a single tear cross her face.
"You can tell me anything, you know that" he held her hand