Isabelle Lightwood #1

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 Being addicted to yin fen really took its toll on your friend Isabelle. You feel bad for not noticing something more was wrong with her, and you feel bad because you feel like she must not have trusted you enough to tell you the truth. You don't know much about yin fen, but you would helped her through it, or even kept it secret if she didn't want anyone else to know about it until she was ready to tell people.

 You find her sitting alone on a park bench, staring off into the distance. You sit down next to her and say, "Nice sunset, huh?"

 She shrugs. "I guess so. What are you doing out of the Institute? I thought you had work to do."

 "Finished early. I wanted to come find you. How are you, Izz? I'm worried about you, you know."

 "I know. I'm sorry I've worried you, Y/N. I was so afraid of anyone finding out. I was afraid of what would happen. I should have known I could trust you."

 "Isabelle," you take her hands in yours, "You can always trust me. I'm always gonna be here for you."

 She looks into your eyes, and you're surprised at how vulnerable she looks.

 "Promise me," she says, her voice trembling. "Promise me you'll always be here. Please."

 You nod. "Yes. Of course I promise you. I would never leave you alone."

 She pulls her hands away and hugs you. "Thank you, Y/N. You're the best."

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