Isabelle valued peace and quiet. Anyone who knew her even a little bit understood that she had a strong aversion to being disturbed while sleeping, which was almost as significant as being betrayed by someone she trusted.
Even Yves, who had a close relationship with her, wouldn't dare to disturb her sleep. The consequences were simply too much for him to bear.
However, the person outside the door seemed oblivious to this, continuously knocking and calling out.
"Isabelle? Isabelle? Are you in there?!" Layla knocked on the door while straining to hear any movement inside.
After a long period of silence, she furrowed her brows. She knew that Isabelle was awake.
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