Michael reached over, taking my hand. "We won't let her do that. I promise you, Isabella, we'll clear your father's name. We'll fight this together."
I looked at him, a spark of hope igniting in my chest. "Thank you, Michael. I don't know what I'd do without you."
He smiled, pulling me close to himself. "You don't have to do this alone. We're in this together, every step of the way."
We sat in silence for a moment, the weight of the situation settling over us. But for the first time in a long while, i felt a sense of peace.
I knew the road ahead would be difficult, but with Michael by my side, i was ready to face whatever came next.
As i rested my head against his shoulder, my hand instinctively moved to my belly, a small smile playing on my lips. My baby was safe, and for now, that was all that mattered.
