Chapter Fifty-Four: Wilsons

Isabella, frustrated, interjected, “Enough! I am not an object to be fought over. Both of you, stop this nonsense. I won’t be with someone who sees me as a prize.” Falcon, with a cunning smile, leaned in and whispered to Alexander, “Do you really think she told you everything, Alexander? There are secrets she’s keeping, secrets I know. If you want to keep your precious Isabella, you better start digging into the shadows of her past.” Alexander, intrigued yet defensive, shot back, “Isabella’s past is hers to share, not for you to exploit. I won’t play your games, Falcon.” Falcon chuckled, “Oh, you will, Alexander. When the truth surfaces, and it will, you’ll have to decide whether you can handle the darkness she’s hiding.” Isabella, torn between the two, tried to intervene, “Stop trying to manipulate him, Falcon. And Alexander, if there’s something I need to share, I will, in my own time.” The tension thickened, leaving them in a precarious balance of trust and suspicion, with Falco