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."

of his lips.

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the road, the steady hum filling the silence between us. He'd always been the quiet type, never pushing too hard or asking

ו

the window,

as we neared the medical organization. My heart raced, though I tried my

me**, her energy brushing against my mind, both

and concerned.

awfully quiet," Issca

low but filled with a

eyes on the

was watching me

vision, trying

unspoken tension.

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wasn't sure if

replied, keeping my tone

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

did.

pulled into the parking lot of the medical organization, I felt my stomach twist into knots. The building loomed in front of us, sterile and

a place

could feel

parked the car and turned to me,

probing. "Are you sure you

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me to come in with you?" he

air. Part of me wanted to say yes, to have him by my side. But the other

that

I said, my

the truth.

me for a

nodded. "Alright. But I'll

a small smile before opening the door

lobby. The

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