The nurse's cheerful efficiency fills the small hospital room, a stark contrast to the emotional undercurrents swirling between Isabella and Alejandro. Isabella watches the routine checks, her mind racing, trying to reconcile the vulnerability Alejandro just showed her with the pragmatic realities of their situation. Once the nurse departs, an awkward silence descends. The unspoken truths hang heavy in the air, the weight of their fake marriage pressing down on the fragile beginnings of something real. Alejandro breaks the silence, his voice softer now. "Isabella, about Victoria…" Isabella cuts him off gently, raising a hand. "You don't need to explain. She cares about you. That's natural." A pang of something akin to jealousy, a feeling she's unfamiliar with and slightly unsettled by,

