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Isabella

I understand you don't want to be here. I believe I've done you wrong by inviting you in the first place," Frank said as he took a slow step towards me.

"But Rodrigo has changed. More accurately, he has been pleading with me to meet with you. He needs to meet with you."

I closed my eyes and suddenly saw myself standing outside my body. My body began to gasp for air desperately, as though I were a fish out of water.

I clawed at my throat as I began to lower myself to the ground. I didn't care that my trousers were light blue and would get dirty from the sand. I also didn't care that my nearly white shirt would be stained. The ground was suddenly very comfortable for me.

I wanted to go back, but I was forced to watch myself suffer a panic attack. My hand closed around my throat as I struggled for air and at the same time pushed back until I hit the car door.

Frank and Rodrigo had already closed in around me, making me shake my head with tears running down my face profuse