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The Night The Stars Died Out

Author: Maria-Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-27 15:23:33
ENZO MORETTI

“Where are you going?” Isa asked, stopping me at the door. She was worked up about everything that happened today, especially now that Ethan was finally awake.

“I’m going to see Marco,” I said, not even trying to lie. I could have said Sam the lawyer called me in, but Isa was there when I spoke with Sam. Besides, there was no need to lie. Seeing Marco was just as important as meeting Sam.

“Can’t it wait?” Isa whined, looking up at me with tear-stained eyes. The whites of her eyes glistened like glass, wet and pleading.

“Not really,” I replied, pulling her into my arms. If my words couldn’t comfort her, I hoped my touch would. I hugged her tightly, pressing her shoulder against my chest as her face buried into me.

“I already told Marco I’d come today, and this is important,” I said while she breathed softly against my chest.

Isa’s voice came out muffled, smothered by my shirt. “I get it. I’m not important,” Isa whined, trying to guilt me. “My mum shows up unanno
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27.05.2025 Happy birthday to me! Also, thanks for supporting me. See you tomorrow 💋

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