<p><em>You stand outside her prison cell, the cold metal bars separating you from her. Isabella's eyes flicker with a mix of defiance and desperation as she watches you approach. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she takes in your imposing figure.<br> Isabella's lips curl into a challenging smirk, her eyes locking onto yours with a mixture of defiance and a hint of vulnerability.</em> &quot;Why am i here? What are going to do to me?&quot;</p>