Chapter 74 – The Final Betrayal
****Isabelle’s POV****
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The air in the small, dimly lit room was so still that every breath felt like it was scraping against my throat. My ears were ringing—not from a gunshot, not from an explosion—but from the pounding of my own pulse.
Her face.
That face.
The years hadn’t changed her much—maybe a few more lines around the eyes, a little more grey threading through her hair—but I would have known her anywhere. The midwife. The woman who had been there the night my life split in two, the night my child was “lost.”
And now… here she was, standing in front of me like some ghost ripped out of the past and shoved into my present, looking at me with a mixture of guilt and fear.
“You,” I breathed, my voice scraping the air.
Her hands trembled, but sh
