Every moment is an effort to be what society calls normal. I’ve done it all my life, but River….She never did that. She’s remained an outcast and refused to learn to step against it. I don't know it was by choice, by bravery or cowardice, but, there are some days I get tired of the act. But I’ve realized it’s too late. Everyone knows me...the act I put on. I’ve abandoned the real Isabelle long ago. In the end, I suppose I just envy her.