Isabella remained sitted on the floor, shivering slightly from the cold.
Her lips remained parted in shock but she just stared ahead blankly.
'It didn't make sense, nor of it does.'
'Why her?'
Isabella rose to her knees and began crawling around the living room aimlessly.
"The news says he's dead, so how come he's here. In her house?!"
As Isabella thought about this, she continued crawling around the room.
Sebastian stood watching her from a distance with a weird look on his face.
"What is she doing?" He muttered.
Isabella suddenly stood up, raising her fist in the air with a determined look.
"I must keep my distance at all cost". She said to herself and nodded.
"Yes. Respect is the key". She said again and looked around.
Sebastian immediately hid behind the door.
Isabella shuddered again and looked down at her wet clothes. She sighed deeply.
