Isadora sniffled using the back of her hands to wipe her tears away but they wouldn't stop falling.
Her entire body felt like it could crumble at any moment, and she was desperate to get home before it did.
Her exchange with Kraven was heated. She planned to walk away when she got the chance, but he was persistent. Typical of him.
Everything else became a scar.
Isadora's mind couldn't drift away from the emotion she saw in his eyes, it was more profound than anything someone like him had ever portrayed. Who knew he was capable of feeling fear?
It was impossible to think of and it made her wonder if she had gone overboard by using her dagger against her throat.
Gods! Maybe she did, but she was desperate to get him away, how else would she'd convinced him? He would have just taken anything without remorse. He was selfish and an annoyance to her life.
This was for the best.
'It's for the best' She thought.
Isadora paused her movement when she set her eyes on Vanya at her door.
