Angelo’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, and he nodded slowly. "I love you too, my sweet Isabella. And that’s why I need you to do this. Promise me, promise me you’ll try to get them out. That you’ll do whatever it takes to survive."
Isabella felt as if her heart was being torn in two. Every part of her wanted to refuse, to cling to the hope that she could save him. But as she looked into his eyes, she knew she couldn’t deny him this last request. With a heavy heart, she nodded, her tears falling freely.
"I promise, Papa," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I’ll do whatever it takes."
Angelo smiled weakly, his grip on her hand loosening slightly. "That’s my girl," he said softly. "Now go. Find your sister, your stepmother. Get them somewhere safe. And don’t look back."
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