The morning rays blinded her eyes, she forgets to close the curtains on her bedroom; as she watched the moon until she fell asleep. Isabella sat up then rested her back on the headboard of her bed; contemplating what happened to her last night… now gives her a headache.
Hah, to think, she can't remember her body acting like typical pain human could feel. She reaches her eyes and still, a trace of dried tears left on her cheeks. Being an immortal, she never cried that much before already; until last night, she let herself be free.
Her body was heavy; however, she has to drag herself to get ready to meet the Elders today. There are other things she must do after the said meeting.
Isabella wearing usual red clothing, and gloves; because she avoids touching anyone, avoids a handshake or any form of greetings, and respect.
