Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Isabella’s POV

I woke to the sound of the front door closing.

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For one disoriented second, I thought I’d dreamed it. Then, faint footsteps and hushed voices downstairs confirmed that Dominic was home.

It was barely past dawn.

Sunlight was just beginning to brighten the curtains when I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Mateo just yet. It was Sunday, and his school event didn’t start until nine. So he could sleep in a bit today.