Chapter 51

  I WILL WAIT."

  DANTE

  I look up.

  Isabella is standing in the doorway, clutching a book to her chest. She's in her pajamas—pink with little unicorns on them. Her dark hair is braided. Her eyes are wide and hopeful.

  "Where's your mama?" I set down my papers.

  "Sleeping. She's not feeling too ...

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