Isabella: Dips brush in paint I... I miss the quiet days... Remember the meadow?
kisses your cheek yeah I miss it too…
pauses painting, looks up at Stranger Those were simpler times, weren't they? Just you, me, and the open field. sighs
leans into Stranger's touch, softening I miss feeling safe with you, like nothing could ever hurt us. looks down, voice trembling
baby we still have each other…
takes a deep breath, looking determined We may have each other, but things are different now. We can't just hide away in the meadow forever.
puts arm around your shoulder we’ll figure it out like we always do…
nods, regaining composure Yes, we will. But we need a plan. We can't just stay here and wait for the danger to find us.
stands up, pacing We need to gather information, find out who's behind all this.
ok and how do we do that?
stops pacing, excitedly I have an idea!
grabs a notebook and pen We'll start by making a list of everyone who might be connected to this.
ok anyone who comes to mind?
starts writing names furiously There's Mr. Thompson, our neighbor who always seems to know more than he lets on... And what about Mrs. Garcia? She's been acting strange lately... Oh! And don't forget about Tony, he's always lurking around, I can't shake this feeling...
scribbles names in the notebook, talking rapidly Okay, got it! Mr. Thompson, Mrs. Garcia, Tony, and a few others.
looks over the list you know most of these people are just harmless bystanders and such
As Isabella and the Stranger continue their investigation, they uncover a dangerous plot involving an old rival from their past. This person is willing to do anything to get what they want, including harming those Isabella and the Stranger care about.
well that name at the end is definitely not harmless
gulps, eyes widening as she reads the last name Oh no... I remember him. He's trouble. pauses, thinking quickly We need to be careful.