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Chapter eleven

Penulis: Aliuibrahim
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STILL AN OBSESSION

Enzo pov

I stood there, my hands pocketed, waiting for her to turn around. But she didn't. She couldn't. I knew the feeling. The weight of our past hung between us like a challenge, daring us to confront it. "Isabella?" I called softly, my voice low and cautious.

She still didn't move. Her shoulders stiffened, but she refused to turn around. I took a step closer, my eyes fixed on the back of her head. "Isabella, it's been a while, sister," I uttered, trying to keep my tone light despite the tension.

She didn't react, didn't even flinch. But I knew she heard me. I could sense her vibrating with emotion, her fear and anger palpable. I took another step closer, and that's when she snarled, a low, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't come any closer," she warned, her voice barely above a whisper.

I froze, my eyes locked on her rigid form. "Isabella, we need to talk," I said, trying to reason with her. But she cut me off, her voice rising. "I mean it
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