His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 31

medical organization tomorrow, for a

Issca's voice was calm, and it soothed me like a balm on a wound. I forced a smile, wanting to appear stronger than I felt. "I'm okay, just... processing everything. Perhaps, I need to trouble you to send me to a medical checkup...... because I haven't got my car back yet."

Issca nodded, understanding the weight of what I had been through. He looked

around my kitchen, taking in the mess of papers and the half-eaten sandwich on the counter. "You've been busy, I see."

"Yeah, just trying to figure things out," I replied, avoiding his gaze.

Issca leaned against the counter, arms

crossed. His brow furrowed in confusion.

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"How are you holding up?"

I paused, glancing down at the papers

again. "I've been through worse, Issca. Much worse. And I've survived."

He sat down across from me, studying my

face. "You look... different," he finally said.

"

"Lighter, maybe."

I smiled, though it didn't quite reach my eyes. "I feel different. It's strange, but now

that the lawsuit's over and Nathan's... well,

out of the picture, I feel like I can breathe

again."

I met his gaze, determination flooding my

chest. "I'm sure. I've wasted enough time. It's time to move on."

a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well, if anyone can do it, it's

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the silence between us. He'd always been the quiet type, never pushing too

ו

the window, watching

My heart raced, though I tried my

energy

and concerned.

quiet,"

voice low but filled with a

eyes on the

he was watching

vision, trying

unspoken tension.

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smile, though I wasn't sure if it convinced either of

replied, keeping my tone

saw the way his brow furrowed ever so slightly. He didn't believe me, and deep down, I knew I couldn't blame him. He'd known me long enough to recognize when I was hiding something. Still, he didn't press further, respecting my boundaries

did.

organization, I felt my stomach twist into knots. The building loomed in front of us, sterile and imposing, its

a place of answers, and

I could feel was

car and turned to

probing. "Are you sure

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me to come in

question hanging in the air. Part of me wanted to say yes, to have him by my side. But the other part-the stronger, more determined part-knew this was something I had

that

be fine," I said, my voice

sure if it was the truth. "It's just

for a moment

nodded. "Alright. But I'll

I offered him a small smile before opening the door and

and into the lobby. The sterile

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