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. "Well, if anyone can do it, it's

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car rumbled softly as it moved down the road, the steady hum filling the silence between us. He'd always been the quiet type, never pushing too hard or asking too many questions. But today, I

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glanced out the window,

raced, though I tried my best to hide it. **Tina,

me**, her energy brushing against my mind,

and concerned.

awfully quiet," Issca

low but filled with a

his eyes

tell he was watching me in

vision, trying

unspoken tension.

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I wasn't sure if it convinced

my tone

nodded, but I 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

did.

into knots. The building loomed in front of us, sterile and imposing, its glass doors

It was a place

I could

and turned to

"Are you

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come in with

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

that

be fine," I said, my voice

truth. "It's just a routine checkup, like

studied me for a moment

"Alright. But I'll be here

Issca." I offered him a small smile before opening the door and stepping out into

doors and into the lobby. The sterile

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