Chapter 351

Victor strode over and dropped to one knee, half-crouching before her. His dark eyes swept over Isadora from head to toe, scanning for injuries, only relaxing when he saw she was safe.

But the moment he noticed her pale face, a sharp ache twisted in his chest.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, voice raw. "I got here too late."

At his words, the tears Isadora had been fighting finally spilled over.

She hadn't wanted this baby-not at first. But when she decided to keep it, that choice held all her courage and hope. If anything had happened tonight... she would never have forgiven herself.

Victor saw the tears on her cheeks-crystal bright, cutting straight into his heart. He reached out, his thumb gently brushing away the wetness at the corners of her eyes, his tone soft and teasing, "Come on, you're a grown woman. Still crying like a little girl?"

For once, Isadora didn't argue back. She simply didn't have the strength. Fear still trembled inside her, refusing to let go.

Suddenly, she reached out and threw her arms around Victor, burying her face in the crook of his neck. She clung to him tightly, as if she were terrified he might disappear.

an arm around her waist, pulling her close. His dark gaze softened, full of pain for

see Isadora collapse into Victor's embrace. His face remained impassive, but something in his gentle eyes

moment, he set the water bottle down on a bench, turned, and walked slowly away

shoulders shaking. Hot tears slid down Victor's neck, soaking into his shirt, burning

was squeezing his heart, the pain radiating through his body, stealing

of water? How could she possibly have so

itched to destroy anyone who'd

if... even if we lost this one,

while longer, then slowly pulled away, wiping at her

nothing's going to happen to it. If

features finally eased a little at

relax, Victor felt his

remember to ask, "How did you

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