Isabelle glanced up from her conversation with Theodore at the sound of someone clearing their throat near by, as she did so she met Devrim’s eyes before him a smile. Her eyes lingered on him as she noticed he didn’t look pleased with her dancing with the male before her, she hoped she hadn’t been wrong to accept the dance, it was just a dance right ? Devrim said Theodore’s name and her dance partner turned to face Devrim his hand wrapping around her waist,it was obvious the two males had something between them. Isabelle wasn’t the most social of people but she could read people, it was a skill she had developed quickly in life to first stop her father’s temper and later to live on the streets. Isabelle turned towards Theodore and smiled<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Thank you for the dance, Mr Maxwell. I think Devrim wants my attention”</span>she moved from his grasp and towards Devrim, as she moved to Devrim’s side Theodore stepped forward also, the two men stuck in a stalemate as they met each others eyes.<br/><br/>Isabelle watched as Theodore stepped forward and whispered in Devrim’s ear, she couldn’t hear what was said but she imagined it wasn’t friendly from the two males body language. Isabelle shifted nervously at Devrim’s side, her eyes glanced back towards the table where they had been earlier, the thought of just heading back over there and sitting down crossing her mind. However just as she was about to excuse herself and move to the table to sulk Devrim turned towards her Isabelle nodded<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ I’ll keep that in mind.”  </span>As he asked for a dance she smiled and took his hand as she stepped closer to him<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Sure”</span>she pressed against him as they began to dance slowly as she felt his arms move to wrap around her as she settled in his arms. She followed his lead as they began to dance at his whisper she nodded softly as she whispered back<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “ Yeah, it's been enlightening” </span>She had learnt a lot about Devrim and his world, hopefully it would become her world soon. The more knowledge she had the better, knowing who people were was a start. When she was able to get onto her laptop she would research each of the people she had came across. At his compliment she felt pink coming to her cheeks, as she bit her bottom lip as she mumbled a soft<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Thank you” </span>she settled into his arms as they spent the rest of the night dancing. It was a good night but as time went on she found herself getting tired, as the party began to wind down they left after thanking the host for the invite. Isabelle was quiet in the journey back, she had expected to be taken to the warehouse.<br/><br/>However when they headed towards the Penthouse she assumed they were grabbing her things, but Devrim mentioned staying the night. Isabelle nodded softly<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ I’ll stay if you don’t mind. I’m pretty tired. But I’ll take the couch, Mind if I use the bathroom first ?”</span>at his nod she moved to his room and grabbed her clothes from earlier before pausing and seeking Devrim out again.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Erm would you mind if I borrow a T-shirt to sleep in. I don’t really have anything with me.” </span>she smiled as she watched him move and grab a t-shirt which he handed to her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Thanks”</span>she moved inside the bathroom with her things and got changed. Taking time to remove her makeup and braid her hair into loose plaits. About fifteen minutes later she came back out, the t-shirt hung around her thighs. Her bare feet moved along the wooden floor as she moved to the bed and sat down on it before calling out<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “I’m out the bathroom. If you wanna use it”</span>she would wait until Devrim went into the bathroom before grabbing a pillow and heading towards the sofa. Doesn’t matter how much he attempted to Isa wasn’t about to steal Devrim’s bed, she laid down on the sofa pulling a blanket from the back of the sofa as she snuggled up, quickly following asleep.<br/><br/>She slept for the next few hours, before she awoke tears in her eyes and her heart beating hard. A nightmare, again. She tended to have them when somewhere new or when she was unsure of herself and tonight had meant a lot of changes. Taking a moment she laid still on the sofa as she focused on slowing her breathing before she sat up and glanced around. She didn’t want to wake Devrim, she looked over towards the clock 4.12am. She grabbed the remote for the tv and turned it on, muting the volume and putting the subtitles on,finally settling on a movie. About 10 minutes later she padded towards the kitchen in search for a glass of water, her mouth was dry and her eyes were hurting from crying, red still present on her cheeks. She could remember every detail of her nightmare and she didn’t want to rise it happening again she’d stay awake. She grabbed a glass and turned the tap on filling the glass before raising it to her lips and taking a sip. She turned the tap off and moved to walk back to the sofa.