Camila stared at the figure of Isla Rodriguez. She was dressed all in black, with boots, leather jackets, and trousers. She looked gorgeous, really. Camila could not see her up close, but it was clear that she was someone who liked to carry herself in style. Camila loved style herself , so she felt even more drawn to the woman even as she felt scared and threatened. What would she do with her.
"Is that Isla?" Brielle asked from the back seat, and her voice was shaky.
"Who else will it be," Camila said. The lady and the guys were walking to their car and quickly. Ava was on her phone, most probably calling for help. Camila was so shocked at first that she forgot to call for help.
"Help us please," Ava cried into the phone as the door to the car opened. Camila screamed out in fear as she
