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Isabella's mind whirled with a myriad of emotions, ranging from disbelief to awe, as she struggled to comprehend the extraordinary truth laid before her. A torrent of questions flooded her thoughts, each demanding answers to the enigmatic nature of Giovanni's existence.

"100 years old?" Isabella repeated incredulously, her voice barely above a whisper. The weight of this revelation settled upon her like a heavy cloak, casting a newfound sense of gravity over her perception of Giovanni. The man she had known, admired, and grown affectionate towards held within him a century's worth of memories and experiences, far beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

Layla observed Isabella's reaction with a mixture of empathy and understanding, recognizing the enormity of the information she had just disclosed. With a gentle touch, Layla reached out and placed her hand on Isabella's, offering a reassuring squeeze.

"I know, it's a lot to take in," Layla comforted, her voice tender and compassi