Sweet As Sugar

Isabelle was out on a mission, before saving someone who seemed to be a mundane, but there was a deeper secret and a connection between them

I wish I was beside you

So she was in her room, flipping through the pages of her sketchbook and seeing the same long black hair and sharp eyeliner, itching to grap a piece of charcoal and just fill the rest of the pages with full red lips and warm, like chocolate, eyes, framed by long, delicate eyelashes.