LORENZO'S POVThe drive away from my grandfather's estate was painfully quiet.The convoy moved ahead of us while another SUV followed behind.Inside the car, it was silent.Isabella sat beside me, her hands folded neatly in her lap as she stared out the passenger window.She hadn't spoken since we left, nor had I.I kept my eyes on the road, but my mind refused to leave the events at Grandfather's house.The image of Bianca standing over Isabella.The look on Isabella's face.The fact that she had walked straight into a room where she had no idea who might be waiting for her.The tighter I gripped the steering wheel, the harder it became to ignore the anger building inside me.Finally....... It snapped."What the hell were you thinking?"She turned sharply to look at me."What?""What were you thinking?" Her brows knitted together."This is because I left the estate?""No," The word came out louder than I intended.She frowned."Then what is this about?"I let out a short, humorless
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