Isabella's pov:
"Come out already Sandra Collins." I was pacing outside the washroom for the past half hour.
She has been awake before me and was in the washroom for God knows how long. I never understand why people take so much time in shower.
"You have no patience girl." She finally showed up from behind the door, her wet hairs dripping on my bathrobe.
I gave her a glare and went to mom's room to see if I could find an extra for myself. My eyes diverted towards Xavier's room sending pain to my chest. I ignored the feelings and moved towards my parent's room. Luckily a found mom's bathrobe hung in her wardrobe. It still had her fading smell.