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Post by ISABELLA HANIA ZADAN on Sept 5, 2010 12:48:14 GMT -5
 
in all honestly, isabella zadan had no idea why she was even here. she hadn't been to church in years, there hadn't been opportunity to while she was in the fbi and she couldn't bring herself to after those years. perhaps college or boarding school was the last time. it seemed like so far away, much longer than it actually was. it had been a different isabella then, though. she had been light-hearted and cheery, even if she was not social then nor was she now. she hadn't been morbid or watched people die, forced to sit back and do nothing about it. act like she enjoyed, even laughed at it sometimes. yes, it certainly had been a completely different woman that she was now.
yet, despite all of those things, isabella had walked into a very much empty church. it was large and old-fashioned appearing, apparently the most popular in town as well despite it appearing empty. she did not walk long to a pew, sitting in the second to the back. she wasn't sure why she was hear, it had been a spur or the moment idea. she could not bring herself to clasp her hands together or bow her head, just staring almost blankly ahead of her where the pastor would have more than likely stood. "oh, what have i become?" she murmured quietly to herself, shutting her dark eyes for a moment. she had no answer.
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