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2021-11-05 18:23:59She looked just how I remembered - Perfect and simply beautiful. Of course she did. My eyes mentally eye rolled at how frustrating it was to look upon her perfection.
Isla gave me a large smile when she looked up from her desk, a pair of slim glasses atop her nose.
“Kida?” She tried to hide the shock from her expression, but I felt it. She either didn’t expect me, or didn’t expect me to come to her looking like I did. I was more than sure if was the latter, certain I probably looked a mess.
“Isla.”
“How good to see you.” She removed her glasses and indicated the chair in front of her desk.
I nodded at Wells, who had escorted me to see her, before taking a seat in the chair. It was hard backed and highly uncomfortable, probably intentionally done to keep the other person on edge the entire time. It was very clever, really.
It hadn’t taken me long to find them. After all, I knew if I found
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