expression softened fractionally. “Your name?”
“M-Mia,” she managed to say, her voice small.
“Full name.”
“Mia Alonzo.”
Isabelle paused, recognition flickering across her face. “Alonzo…” A faint smile touched her lips. “Any relation to Dr. Rafael Alonzo?”
Mia’s eyes widened. “Yes. He was my father.”
“Was?” Laurent asked gently.
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