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Chapter 80: The Calm

Author: Dzifa
last update publish date: 2026-05-31 17:18:15

The morning after Marcus's capture, the world felt different.

Isabella stood at the kitchen window, watching the sun rise over the trees, a cup of coffee warming her hands. The house was quiet the children still asleep, Damien still in bed, the chaos of the past few days finally fading.

She should have felt relieved. Should have been celebrating.

But all she felt was tired.

"Isabella." Damien's voice came from behind her. "You're up early."

"Couldn't sleep."

"Neither could I." He wrapped his ar
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