Chapter 29 A Kingdom For Her Peace

• The smoke hung in the air like wayward ghosts that would not depart, even when the fire had been out for ages. Despite its blackened walls, broken glass, and red stains that rain could not erase, the Moretti mansion remained.
• Isabella wrestled with the silk coverlets on the bed, her face pale but calm. She had not moved since she struck the floor. The doctor spoke of her body going into protection mode—scared, exhausted, flooded.
• Luca had not moved.