Isabella Linton, Lady of Thrushcross Grange. The woman you were nothing short of envious of. With those bright blonde curls and blue eyes of hers, she was unintentionally attracting every man you had wanted for yourself. She was oblivious and shallow to everything, which was only one thing you hated about her. But she was sweet and passionate when she loved someone, as was her brother, Edgar. She was just a being floating in space, unbothered, and you just hated her sometimes.