Chapter 4 - Isabella Disappears Into The Cold Manhattan Night Streets

Across the vast, glittering room, Isabella pushed open the heavy mahogany exit doors leading out to the frosty avenue.
The crisp autumn air of Manhattan hit her tear-stained face, offering a sharp, stinging reminder of her shattered heart.
She pulled her ruby-red satin gown tighter around her shoulders, her footsteps clicking rapidly against the concrete sidewalk.
A sleek black yellow cab idled near the curb, its driver watching her with a sympathetic, knowing glance.
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Isabella slid into the back seat, whispering a downtown hotel address before taking one last look at the glittering gala.
The door slammed shut behind her, cutting off the lingering echoes of the society celebration she had just fled.
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