“They’re with Isabelle. Isabelle Lightwood—she’s not going to let anything bad happen.” “Oh, they’re with Isabelle.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “I feel oh so relieved.” “Come on, Beatriz. You don’t know her.” “I know what I see,” Beatriz said. “And what’s that?” “An entitled rich girl who doesn’t have to follow the rules, and doesn’t have to worry about consequences.
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