Chapter 105

• Isabella's eyes fixated on the woman, her expression a complex whirl of confusion, frustration, and desperation. The woman's words were evident with a subtle venom, each phrase carefully aimed to provoke and unsettle.
• "Look, I don't know why you're trying to be difficult," Isabella said, her voice firm with the faintest hint of desperation. "But we can work together to leave this place. I don't want to be here." Her words hung in the air, a plea for understanding, for cooperation.
• The woman's response was a cold, calculated smile, her lips curling upward in a gesture that seemed more like a snarl than a smile. "So you think I want to be?" she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm.