The words Alessandro had spoken hung in the air between them, sharp and unmoving, like broken glass scattered across the floor. Every breath she took felt shallow, like her lungs could not fully expand.“So,” she said slowly, her voice almost flat, “this is why you kept her from me.”Alessandro nodded.“Yes.”The single word landed heavily.“It is the reason I kept your mother hidden from you,” he continued. “I knew that if you knew she was alive, you would want to see her.”Isabella’s fingers curled slowly at her sides.“And that would have put her life in danger,” Alessandro said. “Because Lorenzo watches bloodlines. Faces. Patterns. He does not let go once he fixes his attention.”Isabella swallowed.“So you lied,” she said.Alessandro did not flinch.“I protected,” he replied.Silence stretched between them.It was not empty silence. It was thick. Pressing. The kind that forced memories and questions to the surface whether you wanted them or not.“Well,” Isabella said quietly, bre
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