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Isabella POV

I slowly woke up, lazily stretching my limbs, feeling the remnants of last night's party.

As I sat up in bed, my laptop and smartphone caught my eye.

I quickly reached for both devices, only to realize that my phone's lock screen still demanded a password.

I entered my old password and my phone suddenly unlocked, revealing the familiar homepage.

A smile spread across my face as I realized that all my beloved music, documents, contacts, pictures and apps were still intact.

As I scrolled through my contacts, I decided to give my Mother a call, eager to share the news of my well-being and to hear her voice.

After a few seconds, she answered, "Hello, Bella?"

"Yes, Mom. Are you alright?" I asked, placing a pillow on my lap and I heard a sigh of relief on the other end.

"Yes, I'm just glad to hear your voice. How are you holding up?" She inquired.

"I'm doing fine, but how's everything back home?" I questioned.

"Your father is doing well and the shop is running smoothly,