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Chapter 51: The Breaking Point

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Killian sat in his office, the weight of his entire world pressing down on his shoulders. The sun had set hours ago, but he hadn’t moved from his chair. Documents lay scattered across his desk, but none of them held his attention. Not when his mind was consumed by a single, inescapable dilemma—choosing between his engagement with Celeste and Isla, the woman who had turned his world upside down.

He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, exhaling sharply. The logical part of him told him that Celeste was the right choice. Their engagement had been meticulously planned, an alliance between two powerful families. But Isla… she was the chaos he never expected, the storm that had wrecked his carefully constructed walls. And the mother of his child.

A sharp knock at the door shattered his thoughts. He knew who it was before even looking up.

“Come in,” he said, his voice low, drained.

Isla stepped inside, her expression unreadable. She had changed out of the soft loungewear she had been wear
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