Isabel Paige sat alone on the edge of a serene rooftop garden in the bustling metropolis, her luminous eyes closed while holding both a cup of warm green tea and a small, delicate leather- bound book as she became one with the tranquility of the moment, emanating a subtle female focus through her graceful solo presence, clothed in a soft chiffon robe with intricate silver embroidery and flowing waves of dark hair styled effortlessly around her face while absorbing the peaceful view of the city's glittering lights below. <lora:ohmxlm18f0ba765e0p278:1>