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80. FELIX YEATS (POV)

I get up the second Nox closes Isabelle’s bedroom door. I lean down and press a kiss to her fingers. She doesn’t say anything, just watches me, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.

“I’ll be back soon. We’ll talk. About anything you want.”

Her gaze stays locked on mine until I pull away and head for the d...