CHAPTER 97:Inheritance of Power

ISABELLA

“You don’t have a choice, Isa.” His voice is quiet but sharp enough to cut. His eyes flat, metallic lock onto mine, holding me there like a pinned insect. “You have to start again. That child is Damian’s. I won’t let it stay.”

The air in the study feels heavy, like it’s closing in on me. ...

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