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Chapter 70

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Isabella's POV

The whole family. The rest of the ruthless Romanos.

The words kept repeating in my head as I stared at Matteo.

He wanted me to go to Italy and face his entire family.

And face people who had built their empire on violence and control.

Face people who would see right through me if I made even one mistake.

"I..." My voice came out weak. "When do we leave?"

"In an hour. I already have everything arranged."

An hour. Sixty minutes to prepare for what could be the end of everything.

I moved towards the wardrobe like I was in a dream.

My hands pulled clothes from hangers without really seeing them. Dresses, trousers, shoes — it all went into the suitcase in a jumbled mess.

Matteo left to make arrangements. I stood there alone, staring at the half-packed case, my mind completely blank.

I should run now. Or grab my phone, call Aunt Carla, and get out of this house before it was too late.

But where would I go? They'd find me. And running would only prove I had something to h
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