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Chapter 22: The memory of you

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~Isabella’s POV~

I checked the clock on my phone: 10:17 p.m.

Finally.

If someone had asked me at noon what time it was, I would’ve sworn it was still nine in the morning. My entire schedule had been swallowed whole by back to back meetings, relentless questions from junior associates, and the incessant drone of voices pitching numbers and strategies that I could barely keep track of anymore. My desk had looked like the aftermath of a paper storm....files piled high, reports that needed reviewing, numbers that needed combing through line by line, contracts that demanded signatures. I signed my name so many times I thought my hand would cramp.

By four o’clock, my eyes had felt like sandpaper, my head buzzing from the fluorescent lights overhead and the endless click click click of keyboards all around me.

Still, I wore the mask....calm, composed, efficient Isabella Cassagrande. The woman who had risen from ashes, sculpted herself anew, and now commanded a presence that silenced roo
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