Isabel stood frozen on the spot, her lips parted slightly as her eyes bounced between Isaac and the woman.

Her voice came out low, almost to herself, “Vera?”

The woman turned fully then, letting her hair fall back over her shoulders, her smile so effortless it made Isabel's stomach twist.

“Yes,” Vera replied, her eyes softening with something that almost looked rehearsed as she focused her eyes on Isaac who seemed unable to peel his eyes from her, she added, “it’s me.”

Isaac ...