Chapter 447 Death

• Isabelle's certainty rivaled that of any physician, her touch lingering on the boy's pulse, her grip firm yet gentle.
• Within the dim confines of the collapsed structure, a heavy silence enveloped Isabelle, her features drawn tight, a fierce intensity blazing in her eyes, a silent testament to her shock and dismay.
• In the desolation of the ruined dwelling, there lay nothing of worth to justify the boy's perilous quest for two simple chocolate treats. With such precious treasures in hand, logic dictated he should have made a swift return to the safety of his grandfather's humble abode.