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 you,

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the quiet type, never pushing too hard or asking too many questions. But today, I could feel the weight of his unspoken

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the window,

organization. My heart raced, though I tried my

me**, her energy brushing against my mind,

and concerned.

quiet," Issca finally

low but filled with a

his eyes on the

he was watching me in

vision, trying to read

unspoken tension.

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though I wasn't sure if it convinced either of us. "Just

replied, keeping my tone light, almost

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

did.

into the parking lot of the medical organization, I felt my stomach twist into knots. The building

a place of answers, and

I could feel

the car and turned to

"Are you sure

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in with you?" he asked

to have him by my side. But the other part-the stronger,

that

fine," I said, my voice

I wasn't sure if it was the truth. "It's just a routine checkup, like

studied me for a

But I'll be here when

before opening the door and

deep breath, pushing through the doors and into the lobby. The sterile scent of antiseptic hit me instantly, and I

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