“Sign here.”The pen hovered above the paper like it didn’t belong in her hand.Isabella didn’t take it immediately. Her fingers rested on the edge of the document instead, pressing lightly against the cool surface, as if she could feel where her life had been divided into before and after. The lawyer cleared his throat once. He adjusted his glasses and shifted in his chair. “Miss Maxwell—”“I heard you.”That cut him off.She took the pen. Just… correctly, like someone completing a task they stopped believing in halfway through. The pen felt smooth and heavy in her fingers. Her hand moved steadily across the page.The first signature came out steady. The ink flowed dark against the white paper. The second followed without pause. Her fingers stayed firm on the pen. The third felt like nothing at all. Just another line on another page. When she finished, she set the pen down carefully, not letting it roll. It rested neatly beside the document.The lawyer slid the documents into a fold
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