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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."

corners of his lips. "Well,

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pushing too hard or asking too many questions. But today, I could feel the weight of his unspoken thoughts hanging in the air, just as heavy as my

ו

the window,

organization. My heart raced, though I

her energy brushing against my mind, both

and concerned.

quiet," Issca finally

voice low but

kept his eyes

was watching

trying to

unspoken tension.

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if it convinced either of us.

replied, keeping my tone light, almost

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

did.

medical organization, I felt my stomach twist into knots. The building loomed in front of us, sterile and imposing, its glass doors reflecting the soft

place of answers,

I could feel

parked the car and turned to me,

but probing. "Are you sure you

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to come in

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

that

be fine," I

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

me for

nodded. "Alright. But I'll be

him a small smile before opening the door and stepping out into the crisp

the lobby. The

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