Isabelle Hale or as some call her Izzy. She is the daughter of Peter Hale, after the disaster of her life, she distances herself from everything. Wanting to forget her past, her mother dead, Father in a hospital with half his face burned, the others...
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- Don't you want to know who it is? - I play with my hands and finally turn towards the strawberry-blonde.
You didn't want to tell me, maybe for a reason...
- Malia... - Silence invades between us, I feel a heaviness in my chest.
- The coyote girl? - I whisper and she nods, I sigh as I sit down. - Fine, I'm not interested. She's better off being a normal teenager now and I don't think she would be satisfied knowing she has another family either...
Why do you give it less importance?
- Because that's it, I'm not interested at all. Well, the coyote girl is my sister in some way, that's enough. I have enough to keep chasing someone who is not of my sentimental interest...
I take my phone and sigh. - What's happening?
- Stiles will be admitted to Eichen... - I speak along with a sigh. - For 72 hours...
Regarding Stiles...
I can't think about what I know you'll say, I don't know if Isaac is dying and I can't think about Stiles right now. The only thing that concerns me now is my boyfriend and getting rid of whatever Stiles has, no more sentimentality...
- Suppressing your emotions isn't helpful either. - I look at the strawberry-blonde and sit next to her, lying on her legs.
- Never leave me, Lydia...
I never will, darling... - Lydia kisses my forehead while stroking my hair.
- Again...
- I'm sorry... - She whispers, lifting me up, and Melissa sighs. - I just came by to see if he's improved...
- And how do you see it from a wolf's perspective?..
- Even my werewolf perspectives don't know... - I speak while playing with my hands. - And the doctor's?..
- He hasn't improved, but he hasn't gotten worse either. - Melissa speaks, I lower my gaze to my phone and then look back at her.
- I'll come back tonight...
- I suggest you get some rest... - She speaks to me and I sigh.
- I'll bring my pillow... ..
My father said that all the evidence of Katashi will be moved to a federal facility in an armored car tonight, maybe in the next few hours... - Says Allison, opening the door.
- Wait, is it what I think?.. - I whisper at the idea that might be running through their minds.
- Are we going to rob an armored car?..
- Well, we're going to try...
I turn to the redhead and smile...
Honey, who would have thought of Lydia Martin?.. - She whispers as I follow Allison, who is putting the map on the table.
