Isabella stands by the balcony of her lavish mansion, a glass of expensive wine in her hand.
She gazes out at the city below, her mind consumed with thoughts of Sophie, remembering the words she had spoken earlier about her desire to compete in opera competitions, and it infuriates her.
With a sudden surge of anger, Isabella throws the glass of wine against the wall, the shattering sound echoes through the room.
She paces back and forth, her hands trembling with rage.
As she tries to calm herself, memories from her own past floods her mind.
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