Isabella Tpn Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I don't care. Let me—" "No." Isabella's voice in the background. Then she took the phone. "Dante. I told you. No contact. Your voice will set her back. Undo the work." "I need to hear her. Need to know she's—" "She's breathing. Eating. Following commands. That's all you need to know." Isabella's voice was firm. "Give me the two weeks. Trust the process." "I can't—" "You can. You will." Isabella hung up.