Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Isabella’s POV

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Morning light filtered softly through the guest room curtains as I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Mateo who was still sprawled across the mattress with his arms wide and mouth slightly open. Peaceful. Safe.

But peace was just an illusion here.

I showered quickly and got dressed in the same clothes again, nerves buzzing under my skin. Last night had been chaos, fear, adrenaline, decisions forced upon me faster than I could process them. But now, with sunlight creeping into the room, the questions I’d shoved aside returned like a storm.