ISLA'S POV"Stay here, Isla. My guards will handle this."Caleb’s voice was calm, but his eyes were fixed on the security monitors in his study. He looked like a general preparing for a slaughter. On the screen, a fleet of black SUVs had pulled up to the massive iron gates.And there, standing in front of the lead car, was the man who had ripped my soul out only hours ago.Noah.He looked exactly like the man I’d loved for ten years—expensive suit, perfectly styled hair, and that arrogant tilt of his chin. But seeing him now, through the lens of Caleb’s security cameras, he looked... small. Like a child throwing a tantrum at the gates of a fortress."I can't just hide, Caleb," I said, my voice surprisingly steady. "He’s calling for me. If I don't go down there, he’ll think I’m still the girl who’s afraid of his shadow. He’ll think he still owns me."Caleb turned to me, his gaze softening for a fraction of a second before hardening into ice. "You don't owe him a single breath, Isla. Bu
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