Jim remarked, “Quite full of himself.”
Yves arrived at Isabelle’s door with scar cream and knocked softly. He greeted her with a warm smile. “Hey, sweetheart. I brought the cream. Need a hand putting it on? I’m here to help.”
Isabelle took the cream without showing any emotion and responded, “Leave me alone.”
Yves, with a hint of disappointment, asked, “How bad is the injury? You look like you’ve lost a considerable amount of weight.”
Isabelle revealed, “It’s a stab wound, pretty serious.”
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