The kiss was soft, tentative, a fragile bridge between past and present.Isabella stood in Damien's arms, the garden around them, the fountain still. His hands were gentle on her back, his lips warm against hers. For a moment, just a moment, the world felt right.Then the door slammed open."What the hell is this?"Sebastian stood in the doorway, his face contorted with rage, his hands clenched at his sides. His eyes moved from Damien to Isabella, and something in them shattered.Isabella stepped back, her heart pounding. "Sebastian ""Don't." His voice was ice. "Don't you dare."Damien moved to stand beside her. "Sebastian, it's not what you think.""Not what I think?" Sebastian laughed in a hollow, broken sound. "I just saw you kissing my wife.""The contract ""The contract is real." Sebastian moved closer. "The marriage is real. She's my wife, and you're my brother, and you. " His voice cracked. "You just couldn't stay away, could you?"Isabella stepped forward. "Sebastian, please
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