Isabela faltered, narrowly resisting the urge to take a step back. No. She's the eldest of the Madrigal cousins. She can stand up to whatever this girl is.

"I have no idea what you're saying, fantasma ridículo." If the other girl wanted to speak to her in a strange language, she could do the same. "I have to accept nothing. My body is my own."

To emphasize her point, she sniffed derisively and gracefully flipped her hair over her shoulder.