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In The Back Of My Mind

Author: Maria-Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-11 19:00:00

ENZO MORETTI

I finished cleaning the stain on my shirt, so I gently led Isa out of the office.

I paused at the door and pulled her into my arms, noticing a big change in her energy.

Before, she seemed ready to snap at me, full of fire, but now she just seemed worn out and tired.

I hugged her tightly, wanting to comfort her. “I’ll call Ethan before his surgery tomorrow. How does that sound?” I asked Isa, offering what I could, even if it wasn’t much.

She didn’t understand how dangerous things were, but I did. This fight with Isa made one thing clear: I needed to protect my family by getting rid of anyone who threatened their safety.

If I was going to do this, it wasn’t just about playing house with Isa. I wanted to make it real, to make us official.

She was part of my family, and I was determined to prove that to Marc
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