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IN A FEW DAYS AT ISABELLA'S POV: I woke up with a sharp pain in my body like every muscle was protesting. My head felt heavy, and when I opened my eyes, everything around me seemed blurry. Slowly, the room came into focus, and I saw Noah sitting by my side. His eyes were fixed on me, relief flooding them the moment he noticed I was awake. "Noah?" My voice came out rough, barely above a whisper. "Isabella, thank the gods you’re awake." His voice trembled with concern, his thumb brushing lightly over my skin. "You were hit by a carriage. We were so scared... I was so scared." The memory came rushing back running away from the castle, the sound of pounding hooves, and then… darkness. "A carriage?" I whispered, trying to piece together the fractured memory. "You ran." Noah said softly