The drive to the Thorn estate was silent.Isabella sat beside Damien in the back of the town car, her hand in his, her mind racing. He had told her everything on the way about his grandfather's test, about Helena's betrayal, about the lies that had been woven to tear them apart. She wanted to believe him. I needed to believe him.But trust was a fragile thing, and hers had been shattered too many times."Are you ready?" Damien asked as the car pulled up the long driveway."No." She looked at the mansion looming before them, its windows dark, its silhouette sharp against the starless sky. "But I need to hear it from him."Damien nodded, squeezing her hand. Together, they walked through the front doors, past the portraits of Thorn ancestors who stared down at them with cold, assessing eyes.Alexander was waiting in his study.The old man sat by the fire, a blanket across his lap, his face pale and drawn. He looked smaller than Isabella remembered diminished, somehow, by the weight of hi
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