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He had secretly wished for Isaac to return and help him clean up the catastrophe he had managed to build, but now that he was here... What sort of turmoil would it cause? He cast a brief glance towards Cristian. The man was staring at him with his eyes wide open. He was more attentive than he had been all day. Neither was Ashly ignorant to the young man's dramatic transformation. Faustino went along the middle aisle between the two rows of seats, away from the tiny group at the church's front. "Dad, where are you?" Isaac questioned over the phone. "I-I need to speak with Cristian. It's necessary." A mixture of emotions was strained in his voice. So, what should he do now? Cristian had persuaded himself that this was what he sought to do. Faustino cast a peek towards the front row, whe
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