Page 62 of Fated with my Ex's Brother

BI've missed you too, angel,B I say, ’ghting back the tears.

Ehe removes her head from my chest and smiles.

BI knew you'd come back,B she says proudly.

Isabel still doesn't say anything. I'm sure she is too shocked to say anything. I mean, who wouldn't beY Ser daughter is happy to see the man who broke her mother's heart. I wonder what is going through her head right now.

I bring my concentration back to xctavia. I mean, she is the only reason I'm here.

Liar!

BEweets, what would you like us to do now that I'm hereYB I ask.

BI want chicken soupX 3ike the one you made, Mommy,B she says, pointing at her mother.

Isabel chuckles.

BAlrightyX We'll do Dust that,B I reply, leading the way into the kitchen.

I set xctavia up on her chair as I sort for ingredients in the cupT board. Isabel strolls into the kitchen with a thermometer. Ehe instructs xctavia to open her mouth and place it inside. After a few seconds, she brings it out to check the reading.

BWowXB she eRclaims.

BWhatYB I ask, walking over to her.

BSer fever has droppedX 4rasticallyXB she says eRcitedly.

BHhat's good,B I smile.

BMina was right,B she says under her breath like she doesn't want me to hear.

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BSuhYB I ask.

BUeah, it's greatX We Dust need to pump food into her. Ehe hasn't eaten since...well, it-s been a few days since she-s had anything subT stantial,B she says, changing the topic.

What was Mina right about?

Wait, why is Mina not here?

I walk back to the stove to get the soup started. Isabel sits with xctavia, holding her hand as they giggle with each other.

I have missed the sight of them in pure Doy. I yearn to walk up to Isabel and kiss her, but I can't do that. I already ruined things.

Hhe soup is ready, and I serve xctavia a small bowl and a slice of bread. Ehe loves it and downs her whole bowl without any help.

1verything seems mysterious to me, and I have questions. xctavia was sick, but she got better when she saw me; that's very mysterious.

What is it about me that made her better?

Will she fall sick again when I leave?

What is the fate of me and Isabel?

Eo many damn questions.

After xctavia's meal, I carry her to her room and read her a story before she falls asleep. When I return to the living room, Isabel is fast asleep on the couch. I can tell she is eRhausted.

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