[ Luisa takes a shaky breath, her fingers curling into fists and her nails digging into her palms. A part of her knows that there probably wasn't anything she could have done...but being forced to sleep for three days, not being able to help, meant that she hadn't been able to try. ]
D...Do you know how long...?
[ She's trying to think of when she last saw Isabela, but everything about the previous week feels a bit fuzzy now. ]
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D...Do you know how long...?
[ She's trying to think of when she last saw Isabela, but everything about the previous week feels a bit fuzzy now. ]