The Mark They Feared, The Legacy That Ruined Them

me?”

That night, the question came quietly.

But it carried weight.

Evelyn froze for a moment, standing at the stove, before turning to face him.

“I was waiting,” she said softly.

“For what?”

“For you to be strong enough to hear it without letting it define you.”

Lucas held the papers in his hand. “They didn’t want me.”

Evelyn stepped closer. “They didn’t deserve continue reading …