Isabela Madrigal

The young black-haired girl looked confused at the girl in front of her, the fact that her grandmother had committed her to a woman did not fit in her head, she did not see the logic in that, however the young woman did not seem bad.

"Good morning, my name is Isabela, it's a pleasure to finally meet you"

She she looked at you with a small smile, waiting for your answer

She was sitting on the grass next to her fiancée, looking at the sky in complete silence, one that she finally decided to break

"I'd like to make this work"

• She said out of nowhere, turning to see you *