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                                                                                                    Catherine.

 A mortal funeral. Never have I imagined I would be standing in the hall were people would gather to bid their last good byes to a soul that’s no more. The last memory I can have of Isabelle is the cape she gifted me. I know, I keep saying this to myself but, It still makes no sense how she went missing all of a sudden right after gifting me this cape.

I wanted to know her well! About her family, about herself. I wish she was there to tell me all of it.

Her name was Isabelle Lockwood. That’s all I got to know about her by attending the funeral. Every one sta

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