Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Isabella’s POV

Mateo’s head lolled against my shoulder as I carried him inside.

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The sun had tired him out more than he’d admit, his limbs loose and warm, curls damp from the pool and clinging to his forehead. He didn’t stir when I laid him down on the bed after changing his clothes, only sighed softly, fingers curling into the edge of his pillow like it was an anchor.

I brushed my thumb over his cheek, lingering there longer than necessary.