Isabella
"Isabella, can you hear me?"
I opened my eyes groggily and see Gabrielle sitting next to me. Had I passed out?
"Where's Dante? What's the time?"
"It's nearly noon. Dante left," Gabrielle replies.
My head is spinning, and I feel nauseous. Everything hurt.
"Take me to him right now! I need some clothes!" I cry, wrapping myself in the sheets.
Gabrielle sends me a curious look, gets up, and goes to the closet.
"I ordered for some casual clothes incase you needed them, " he says.
I jump up and sprint toward the closet. I don't care what I wear. I grabbed a white tracksuit, and a while later I am in the bathroom, frantically trying to put it on. I glance at the mirror and yesterday's makeup on my face. I said I didn't care how I looked, but that would be too much. I wipe the makeup off and go back to the bedroom, where Gabrielle is still waiting.