Isabela groaned. She didn't want or need people intervening for her. It just made her look weak. But she also wasn't going to go after Lara because she really believed she'd only screw it all up. Or that Lara wouldn't ever trust her to be loyal given her promiscuity.
"Believe me, I just want to sail into that horizon and not come back." Or drown. She'd take drowning right now. "Short of that, I'll just go to a rave and stay there until I drop."