Isabel stood frozen on the spot, her lips parted slightly as her eyes bounced between Isaac and the woman.
Her voice came out low, almost to herself, “Vera?”
The woman turned fully then, letting her hair fall back over her shoulders, her smile so effortless it made Isabel's stomach twist.
“Yes,” Vera replied, her eyes softening with something that almost looked rehearsed as she focused her eyes on Isaac who seemed unable to peel his eyes from her, she added, “it’s me.”
Isaac hadn’t moved. His feet stayed planted in the same position, hands limp by his sides, chest rising unevenly. The second Isabel said her name, Vera stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him.
Isabel watched the embrace.
Isaac didn’t hug her back.
His eyes moved to Isabel and they stayed locked on Isabel like
