The estate's study felt smaller than usual with all four of them present, Enzo, Nico, Ethan, and Isabella, the weight of Nico's terrible realization hanging heavy in the air between them, none of them quite willing to be the first to say out loud what they were all clearly thinking.Isabella sat rigid on the small couch, exhaustion and lingering fear from the morning's attack still coursing through her system, watching her grandfather pace slowly behind his desk with the particular restlessness of a man forced to confront a possibility he could barely stand to consider. The fire had not been lit, the room cold in a way that seemed to match the chill settling over all four of them."It isn't me," Nico said finally, breaking the silence, his voice carrying a raw, wounded quality Isabella had rarely heard from him. "I know that's exactly what a traitor would say, but Bella, Enzo, you have to know it isn't me.""Nobody's accusing you," Enzo said, though the careful, measured
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