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George moved closer to Isabelle. He gently supported her head until it rested on his shoulder.
Isabelle’s eyelids fluttered slightly but didn’t open.
It was morefortable to lean on something.
Then she heard George’s voice above her, “Drive steadily.” His tone was low.
Dn silently slowed down the car.
Around seven in the morning,
They arrived in Taragon.
They had stopped once for gas. In the middle of the night, George had taken over driving for more than three hours.
The whole way, Dn sat in the passenger seat, not daring to move even though his butt was numb.
He had thought he could sit in the back, despite sitting next to the intimidating ckwater’s leader. His boss had called for Ethan to sit with Isabelle in the back, leaving him in the front seat. His boss had never considered the possibility.
The car pulled up to a hotel.
Isabelle got out and began unloading their belongings from the trunk to take Ethan to their room. George said, “Leave it.”
Isabelle stared at him.
“I’ve already made arrangements for your brother’s enrollment. He can start school tomorrow. I’ll take you there.”
Isabelle asked, “When did you do this?”
“Last night, we went to the restaurant, George replied.
Isabelle had intended to ask Magnus for help but was surprised at how proactive George had been.
Isabelle wasn’t used to saying thank you, and she rarely had the chance to say it. Yet in this lifetime, she had said it to George more times than she had in her previous livesbined.
Thank you for taking care of our things,” Isabelle said.
Then Isabelle led Ethan towards the hotel. After a few <b>steps</b>, she realised something and <b>turned </b>around to <b>see </b>George following them.
He <b>exined</b><b>, </b>“It’s still <b>a </b><b>good </b>half–hour <b>drive </b><b>from </b>here <b>to </b><b>my </b>home or the <b>office</b>. I’ll <b>stay</b>
<b>and </b>take you <b>to </b>school <b>tomorrow</b>
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George entered the hotel first, booking four rooms and handing over the keys to the siblings.
Watching George busily taking care of things, Ethan quietly asked Isabelle, “Sis, does he have a thing for
you?”
Ethan had wanted to ask this question back at the restaurant when George was serving Isabelle soup, but he hadn’t been in the mood.
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Ethan rified. “It’s pretty obvious.”
Once upstairs, George announced, “We will soon deliver breakfast to the <b>rooms</b><b>. </b>Eat first, then rest.
After that, each went into their own room.
After a night of little sleep in the car<b>, </b>Isabelle and Ethan were exhausted. They washed up, ate breakfast, and went to bed.
In the evening, they had dinner together.
Having adjusted his mood, Ethan began to observe George more closely, bing increasingly convinced that George liked his sister. As for his sister, Ethan couldn’t tell.
They addressed each other formally, maintaining polite distances<b>, </b>yet there was an inexplicable intimacy. between them. It was as if they had known each other for a long time and been through a <b>lot </b>together.
The next morning.
Ethan found himself in an awkward situation.
Isabelle hadn’t gotten up yet.
George came to fetch him for breakfast.
The two sat across from each other.
Ethan wasn’t much of a talker, and sitting across from a mature, experienced man <b>made </b>him even more. tongue–tied.
This was particrly evident when <b>George </b>moved his te and offered him food. Ethan didn’t know how to respond and simply ate in silence.
This is my card. If <b>you </b>ever need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
Ethan looked up at the ck, gold–embossed business card George handed him, then <b>back </b><b>at </b><b>George</b>.
“<b>I </b><b>don’t </b>need this. I can handle things myself. I have <b>my </b><b>sister</b><b>, </b>Ethan said, <b>feeling </b><b>uneasy </b><b>about </b>epting help from someone he barely knew
<b>George </b>smiled slightly <b>and </b><b>said</b>, “<b>You </b>don’t <b>need </b><b>to </b>be so polite. <b>Your </b>sister <b>is </b>never with me
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it in the end.”
George chuckled, understanding why Isabelle liked her brother. He was likable and clear–headed.
“You’re right. I didn’t consider that, George admitted.
He checked the time <b>and </b>said, “Finish your breakfast. I’ll go see if your sister is awake. Afterward, I’ll take <b>you </b>to <b>school</b>,”
Ethan watched George leave, thinking that his earlier words sounded odd. Those who didn’t know their rtionship would assume this man was his brother–inw.
George went upstairs.
He knocked on Isabelle’s door.
When she opened it, she looked displeased, clearly having just been woken up. George regretted knocking.
It seemed she had a bit of a temper when she woke up. He made a mental note that he would be more careful about this in the future.
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