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AT THE SAME TIME ISABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW: We sat in the quiet kitchen for a while, the soft clink of forks against plates the only sound. Xavier didn’t push me to talk, which was unusual for him. It gave me time to think, to process. I glanced at the small tree in the corner of the living room, visible from where we sat. It was simple, barely three feet tall, with just a few ornaments scattered across its sparse branches. It was the kind of tree you’d buy last minute, more out of obligation than excitement. "You’re staring at the tree." Xavier said, breaking the silence. I blinked, turning my gaze back to him. He was watching me, his expression soft but curious. "It’s... small." I said, for lack of anything better to say. He chuckled, the sound light and unfamiliar in a way that mad