- ISOBEL -
I brush my hair backwards, fixing my makeup and getting all dolled up in front of the full wall mirror in my hospital room. Nina got it for me. Along with good clothes which I am putting on right now.
My eyes fix on the perfectly laid hospital bed that once housed my body and the folded hospital clothes on top of it through the mirror. I make a face. I won’t miss this place. I sure as hell won’t miss what it did to my mind that night when Nina alerted me of taking care of A. Should we still refer to him as that now that he’s out of the way? I can’t tell, but knowing there is no ‘family home’ to go back to and no toxic stepbrother monitoring my every move while making my life hell is the most relaxing thing to ever happen to me.
I take a deep breath, rubbing lipstick on my bot
