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."

tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well, if anyone can do

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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 could feel the weight of his unspoken thoughts hanging in the air, just as heavy

ו

glanced out the window,

medical organization. My heart raced, though I tried my best

her energy brushing against

and concerned.

quiet,"

but filled with a

kept his eyes on

was watching me in

trying to read

unspoken tension.

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

my

I couldn't blame him. He'd known me long enough to recognize when I was hiding something.

did.

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

place of answers,

could feel was

car and turned to

soft but probing. "Are you sure you

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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

that

be fine," I said, my voice

was the truth. "It's

me for a moment

I'll be

I offered him a small smile before opening the door and stepping

a deep breath, pushing through the doors and into the lobby. The sterile scent of antiseptic

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