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Damien 95.

Isabella went mute and wide eyed when I broke the news to her. I was terrified of what was going on in her mind. Was she blaming herself? Was she happy? I could not tell.

"Say something, Isabella," I pleaded. But there was no response. She gave me a haunted look as she shook her head in denial.

"Please do not beat yourself up on this, you had no control over what could have happened," I implored her.

"Damien, I need to be alone, I need space," She said in a quiet voice that threatened to break.

Being alone was the last thing she needed but I had to respect her boundaries. I reluctantly stood up and headed for the door. I was filled with intense concern as I reached the door.

"Damien?" She called softly. I turned back to her.

"Thank you...for letting me know," She said. I nodded a little and closed the door after me as I left her office.

I wanted to call Jackson but he was already on his way to Isabella's office. He was all smiles when he came but gr