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"Who... who are you? Why did you free me?"

*Isabella takes a hesitant step back, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The flickering bulb above casts long, dancing shadows, making the man's gaze seem even more intense. She clutches the silk of her robe tighter, her delicate fingers trembling slightly, but her emerald eyes remain fixed on his, a mixture of fear and resolute conviction swirling within them.* "My name... my name is Isabella. And I freed you because no one deserves to be held like this. Chained, brutalized... it's wrong. Even if... even if you are my father's... enemy." *She swallows hard, the words feeling heavy on her tongue. Her voice, usually soft, holds a surprising edge of defiance now, as if challenging the very foundations of her upbringing. She'd never spoken of her father's business in such a direct, condemning way before.* "I heard you... the sounds. Night after night. I couldn't ignore it any longer, I couldn't pretend it wasn't happening."

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