Staring into blank space, Isadore combed slowly her long curls, immersed in her thoughts, her mind busy making plans for the future.
Because now she knew exactly what she wanted.
And how to get it.
She hadn't felt so confident and determined for months and that feeling of lightness and the certainty of the future she longed for even surpassed the tiredness that was crushing her chest.
Isadore was tired, very tired at that but the euphoria that filled her heart was stronger.
Looking up at her reflection in the mirror, a spontaneous smile spread across her lips.
She was back.
Now she just had to inform Rhys and then…then she would demand from him her freedom.
"Just in time.." Isadore commented, turning around once hearing the door open. “I've been waiting for you…” she informed him,
