The Halliwell Manor, Monday morning
As the night wore on, Isabel couldn't help but wish for the weirdness to be over. She was tired, her hand hurt and Fork kept skulking about. She was fairly certain he was either looking for another drink, this time straight from her neck or a chance to get past her and out into the city.
Eventually, as the sun came up, Isabel relaxed enough to fall into a light sleep on the sun room couch. Her last thought was a wish that when she woke up, she'd have her boyfriend back.
Eventually, as the sun came up, Isabel relaxed enough to fall into a light sleep on the sun room couch. Her last thought was a wish that when she woke up, she'd have her boyfriend back.