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"Breakfast is waiting. Angelo, walk her to the dining room."

Isla’s POV

By the time I finally tore my eyes away from Angelo’s retreating form, my heart was still thudding in my chest, a frantic, desperate rhythm that refused to settle. I busied myself with adjusting Luca’s blanket again, my hands trembling slightly as I focused on the steady rise and fal...