**David**
For the first time in years…I hated waiting.
My father looked at me as an unreasonable one.
I walked through the walls of Blackwood Mansion with my jaw clenched so tight.
The domestic staff moved out of my way without saying a word. They had learned long ago to recognize my silence. It was never a good sign.
Everything had happened too quickly, still trying to wrap my head round it all.
A stranger had walked into our lives carrying old photographs, forgotten letters, and a story capable of destroying everything my family had built and my father believed him.
That was what disturbed me the most.Not the documents nor the photographs.
My father…He had looked at Damian with something I had never seen before.Regret, for him to correct the wrong he did intentionally.
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