NovelOnlineChapter 31 medical organization tomorrow, for a Issca's voice was calm, and it soothedlike 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 sendto 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.
18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 3 31 "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 tto move on." Issca nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well, if anyone can do it, it's you, Doris." 18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 372 31 31 Next morning, Issca's car rumbled softly as it moved 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 as my own.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt'I glanced out the window, watching the trees blur past as we neared the medical organization. My heart raced, though I tried my best to hide it. **Tina, my wolf, stirred restlessly inside me**, her energy brushing against my mind, both curious and concerned.
"You're awfully quiet," Issca finally said, his voice low but filled with a gentle warmth. He kept his eyes on the road, but I could tell he was watchingin his peripheral vision, trying to read the unspoken tension.
18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 313 31 I forced a smile, though I wasn't sure if it convinced either of us. "Just a routine checkup," I replied, keeping my tone light, almost casual.
Issca nodded, but I saw the way his brow furrowed ever so slightly. He didn't believe me, and deep down, I knew I couldn't blhim. He'd knownlong enough to recognize when I was hiding something. Still, he didn't press further, respecting my boundaries as he always.
did.
As we pulled into the parking lot of the medical organization, I felt my stomach twist into knots. The building loomed in front of us, sterile and imposing, its glass doors reflecting the soft afternoon sunlight. It was a place of answers, and yet all I could feel was dread.
Issac parked the car and turned to me, his gaze soft but probing. "Are you sure you 18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 3 don't wantto cin with you?" he asked gently.
I hesitated, the question hanging in the air. Part ofwanted to say yes, to have him by my side. But the other part-the stronger, more determined part-knew this was something I had to face alone.
that "I'll be fine," I said, my voice steady, though I wasn't sure if it was the truth. "It's just a routine checkup, like I said." Issca studiedfor a moment longer, then nodded. "Alright. But I'll be here when you're done." "Thanks, Issca." I offered him a small smile before opening the door and stepping out into the crisp air.
I took a deep breath, pushing through the doors and into the lobby. The sterile scent of antiseptic hitinstantly, and I felt my 18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 3 31 heart skip a beat. It had been a long tsince I'd been here-too long, really. But today, everything felt different. Heavier.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe receptionist glanced up from her desk, offering a polite smile. "Good afternoon.
Do you have an appointment?" "Yes, I'm Doris. I have a checkup scheduled," I said, my voice a little quieter than I intended.
an inte "Doris?"
Then I heard it-the sharp, familiar sound of heels clicking on the polished floor. I glanced up, and my heart nearly stopped. There, just a few feet away, stood Vesta. My Vesta.she called, her voice filled with both shock and excitement.
her The girl I once called my sister. She looked polished and professional, Tanden white lab 18:50 His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace 31 31 31 X coat crisp. Her eyes widened with disbelief as a smile broke across her face.
I blinked, struggling to find my voice.
"Vesta?" My voice cout weak, barely a whisper. The content is on Le.
novelenglish.net! fore I could react, Vesta was striding over to me, her face lighting up with thewarmth that had comfortedars ago.
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