“Could it be a misunderstanding?” As an outsider, Katherine knew Dominic rarely threw around threats. For him to mention divorce meant that he had likely already made up his mind.
“He’s the one misunderstanding me! He’s imagining things. It’s all his fault,” Isabella said bitterly, spilling everything to her sister in one breath.
Katherine frowned. “Have you even considered what Dominic said—about cutting ties with your so-called brother?”
“There’s no need.” Isabella huffed. “Why should he meddle in my relationships? I haven’t done anything wrong. I have nothing to feel guilty about.”
“Is that so? Or is it because you can’t bring yourself to cut ties with him?” Katherine lowered her voice, glancing toward the guest bedroom.
Isabella’s eyes widened.
“How could I possibly—” She stopped mid-sentence, and her expression faltered as if a thought had crossed her mind.
Katherine saw it all and sighed silently. Perhaps Isabella had already started to drift without realizing it.
After a pause, Isabella said, “Anyway, Alex and I are innocent. We’re just like brother and sister. Dominic is misunderstanding. In time, he’ll see the truth. Honestly, Alex is a really good kid…”
“So you like him?” Katherine asked abruptly.
“I’m his sworn sister. Isn’t it normal to like my little brother?” Isabella replied instinctively.
Katherine shook her head. “Alright, I get it. But I still think you should consider what Dominic said carefully. I’m going to bed. I’ve got a livestream tomorrow.”
Katherine stood, yawned, and left. She was an influencer with millions of followers.
Seeing her sister leave, Isabella nodded and walked her to the door before returning to the guest bedroom. She tried the handle, but it was locked from the inside.
With a frustrated huff, she turned away.
…
The next morning, Dominic woke early. He glanced at the closed master bedroom door but didn’t knock. Instead, he went to Lilith’s room and gently woke her.
The girl rubbed her eyes and shuffled off to wash up while Dominic made breakfast in the kitchen.
“Where’s Mom? Didn’t you make her breakfast too?” Lilith asked between bites.
Dominic smiled gently. “Mom doesn’t need Daddy to make her breakfast anymore.”
Lilith gave a puzzled little nod.
Inside the master bedroom, Isabella had just placed her hand on the doorknob when she overheard him and froze. A storm of emotions—hurt, guilt, anger, heartbreak—swirled in her eyes, but she didn’t open the door.
When she finally stepped out, the apartment was empty. Dominic had already left with Lilith for kindergarten. On the table, breakfast dishes remained, but none for her.



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