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AT THE SAME TIME XAVIER'S POINT OF VIEW: I didn’t want to admit it, but as I carefully placed in the car, I was still worried about her. She was still upset, still reluctant, but I wasn’t backing down. I could feel her tension in the way she clutched the seatbelt, her gaze fixed out the window as if she could will herself somewhere else. "Isabella." I said softly, trying to break the silence. "I know you don’t want to go, but you need to. I can’t keep watching you like this." She didn’t answer immediately, her lips pressed together in a thin line. I could see the frustration in her eyes, the way she was holding back tears. It was clear she didn’t want to be a burden, but I couldn’t let her suffer in silence anymore. Not when I could help. "I’m fine." She muttered, her voice barely aud