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Ismael throd through the lengthy rope line which had been placed setting apart fractures of their home. With his eyes fixated through the divide, it was a present reality, the truth of what had come to be, of his divorce and the present uproar of whom was meant to have their kids. Whilst Ismael sat out, his eyes had caught across, catching hold a slight glimpse of Leo's eyes set on him, a catch which he immediately assumed he wrongky had seen, seeing as Leo had no focused placed on him.

“Are you sure about this ?“ Ismael heard Alexis's voice querry from the dinner table where Leo sat, with reluctance racing over her voice as tone of fear seemed intertwined with her worries.

“I'm doing it ma, and that's final” Leo responded, with his cutlery rashly dropping off to the ground.

Ismael heaved a sigh immediately he had decided no longer to pay heed to their discussion by exiting where he sat, he was no longer part of Leo's life, and as so had no wishes knowing
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