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106 Set in motion

Author: Ria M
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-21 19:27:00

Isabel’s POV

The room is calm, draped in warm lighting that bathes the sleek, modern studio in soft gold. A camera blinks its red recording light as I sit poised, hands resting lightly on my lap. Across from me, the announcer smiles, her polished tone directed toward the camera.

“Welcome, viewers. Today, we have an extraordinary guest—Claire Montgomery, the CEO of LM Group.”

Her voice carries admiration, and the words echo in the stillness of the studio. “Claire is known not only for her groundbreaking leadership but for her remarkable journey. Thank you for joining us today, Claire.”

I return her smile, tilting my head gracefully. “Thank you for having me. It’s a pleasure to be here and share this time with you.”

The announcer’s gaze softens as she leans forward slightly, speaking with sincerity. “Your story is nothing short of incredible. To reconnect with your family after so many years, knowing they searched tirelessly for you… How does that feel?”

I take a steadying breath, my fi
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