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Chapter 83: The Question That Changed Everything

Author: Megan McQueen
last update publish date: 2026-05-13 06:52:22
The tunnel became impossibly still after Lorenzo spoke.

How old is he?

The question itself was simple and almost harmless but Isabella felt it hit her harder than gunfire ever could.

Lorenzo stood motionless beneath the dim tunnel light, his eyes fixed entirely on her now. He lowered the gun in his hand unconsciously…letting his focus narrow to one thing only.

The child and his son, Matteo.

The same boy he had carried through blood and chaos without hesitation began to look more like h
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