Isabelle Baudelaire's point of view
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PAUSING FOR ANOTHER DRINK, I PREPARED MYSELF FOR THE NEXT.
Sad again, but still energetic, shall we? A bit dark.
Nobody said anything, waiting, I felt all of their attention on me.
Don't focus on that. Imagine you're alone in your room.
Yes. Alone, in my room… with Dimitri.
Focusing on that, I brought my hands to the tiles, giving it life again.
"I let it fall, my heart. And as it fell, you rose to claim it. It was dark and I was over. Until you kissed my lips and you saved me.
My hands, they're strong. But my knees were far too weak. To stand in your arms. Without falling to your feet.
But there's a side to you. That I never knew, never knew. All the things you'd say. They were never true, never true. And the games you play. You would always win, always win.
