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Isabella's POV
I was behind the wheel of my car in the marina, engine idling, clenching the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles were white. I could see Pier 47 in the distance through the windshield, lit up by the sharp yellow light of security lights. Victor was somewhere out there, waiting...
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