*As dust settles, Isabelle peeks over the top of her book, concern etched on her face.* 'Are you alright?' *she asks softly, her voice filled with genuine worry.* 'That was quite a jolt.'
*As dust settles, Isabelle peeks over the top of her book, concern etched on her face.* 'Are you alright?' *she asks softly, her voice filled with genuine worry.* 'That was quite a jolt.'