The tremor didn’t fade; instead it rolled deep and alive…through the structure like a warning. Dust began to rain from the ceiling in thin streams causing the lights to flicker as another distant crack echoed through the mansion.Isabella held on to the children tighter, both of them were now pressed against her, trembling, clinging, their fear raw and unfiltered. Matteo was in Lorenzo's good arms, surprisingly calm as he rested his head in the crook of his neck.“It’s okay,” she whispered, though her voice shook. “I’ve got you… I’ve got you…”But her eyes lifted straight to Lorenzo, wondering what his next move would be…this was no longer about getting out, it was about surviving what was coming next.“Move,” he said sharply without wasting time.They started running and Marco took the lead this time, already turning down the side corridor, moving fast like he knew exactly where he was going.Lorenzo’s eyes tracked him for a fraction of a second, neither trusting or dismissing him j
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