Isabella stood frozen, her composure betraying the turmoil beneath. Her noble upbringing restrained her, leaving her unable to stoop to Bonnie's level. How could she, a woman of such lineage, lower herself to argue with someone so crass? Yet, Bonnie's deliberate twisting of her words to rile up the others was intolerable. "I never said anyone should starve," Isabella said firmly. "But forcing her like this is wrong. We should respect her decision, even if we don't agree."
Bonnie let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Respect her decision? So we all starve instead? Don't be such a hypocrite, Isabella."
The words hit like a slap, and Isabella's face flushed with anger. She drew in a sharp breath, but instead of responding, she pressed her lips together and remained silent.
Bonnie smirked, trium
