[ The scent strangles her, as she stands in a horrible puddle. Isabella would never leave something like this without cleaning it up, she...
"Belle?" ]
It was just- qu-quite a day. [ She swallows down the memories. Let them come back to her in nightmares again. ] Um, it doesn't, no. I'm sorry. Is that- some kind of police?
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[ The scent strangles her, as she stands in a horrible puddle. Isabella would never leave something like this without cleaning it up, she...
"Belle?" ]
It was just- qu-quite a day. [ She swallows down the memories. Let them come back to her in nightmares again. ] Um, it doesn't, no. I'm sorry. Is that- some kind of police?