It was truly bizarre for George when such a gaze appeared on a nineteen–year–old girl. Even those dangerous criminals from Melfrey, who were accustomed to bloodshed and murder, couldn’t match her.
***
The next day at noon.
Isabelle returned to her room after finishing lunch. She glanced at her phone, which had been untouched on the sofa all morning.
Picking it up, she realized it was out of battery.
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