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Isabella

As I made my way through the corridors, the heated voices outside reached my ears. Damien and my father, Emilio, were at it again. I couldn't help but feel a pang of unease knowing that they were arguing over my safety, over me. It was a constant battle between the two men who held such significant places in my life, yet seemed worlds apart in their beliefs and methods.

I paused, leaning against the wall, feeling torn between the two. Damien, my husband, was determined to protect me at all costs, even if it meant facing dangerous adversaries head-on. His love for me was unwavering, but sometimes I feared that his recklessness would only lead us deeper into peril.

On the other hand, my father, Emilio, was pragmatic and calculating. He believed that the only way to ensure my safety was to distance me from Damien and the dangers that came with him. His intentions were rooted in his paternal instinct to shield me from harm, but his methods felt suffocating, as if he was trying t