Dante didn't move.He stood there, frozen, the phone still in his hand, his face pale as death. I had seen him angry, seen him ruthless, seen him vulnerable. But I had never seen him like this. Broken. Lost."Dante." I stepped closer, my voice soft. "Talk to me.""She's alive." His voice was barely a whisper. "My mother. She's been alive this whole time.""Are you sure? Isabella could be lying. She's manipulated you before.""No." He shook his head slowly. "She knew things. Details about my mother that no one else would know. The way she laughed. The lullaby she used to sing. Things I never told anyone."My heart ached for him. All these years, he had believed his mother was dead. He had built his entire life around revenge for her death. And now, everything had been turned upside down."We'll find her," I said. "We'll get her back.""It's a trap." Dante's voice hardened. "Isabella knows I'll come for her. She's counting on it.""Then we walk into the trap. Together. We don't leave an
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