Isla exhaled a small breath. It was an exasperated sigh as if she had seen something extremely disappointing happen in front of her eyes. Something bad enough to make her exhale with a tired look on her face.
Danny was surprised to see that shift in her expression. From sheer anger to complete disappointment. He knew Isla for many years and yet he never expected to be the target of that look. In a moment, he felt his heart sink in.
"Since when did you start looking down on people, Danny?" She asked in a calm tone.
"..." Her question made Danny frown as he pursed his lips.
"Was that what you stood for this entire time? To consider yourself above other people?" She asked again. "Do you think they're beneath you because you were born with a golden spoon in your mouth and they could never reach your level or exceed you?"