Story Branch
Once
bitten,
twice
shy.
Isabel
murmured
under
her
breath,
staring
out
at
the
darkening
horizon.
The
saying
echoed
in
her
mind,
a
reminder
of
the
mistake
she
had
made
two
years
ago.
The
sun
dipped
lower,
casting
long
shadows
over
the
rolling
hills
and
the
dilapidated
cabin
where
she
now
found
herself.
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Isabel
had
come
to
this
remote
part
of
the
countryside
to
escape
the
chaos
of
the
city,
to
find
solace
in
solitude.
But
as
the
evening
drew
on,
a
sense
of
unease
settled
over
her.
She
had