“I was always surrounded by people, always thought I belonged with them. I was never lonely, but I was never really happy either. I didn’t realize until now, as we stared into each other’s eyes, that I had never really belonged with anyone. Until Red. Until she came into my life. She was home. My home.”

“I was always surrounded by people, always thought I belonged with them. I was never lonely, but I was never really happy either. I didn’t realize until now, as we stared into each other’s eyes, that I had never really belonged with anyone. Until Red. Until she came into my life. She was home. My home.”

— Isabelle Ronin