Dean's POV
He finished with, “Max helped me understand I am not responsible for my mother’s sacrifice or my sister’s death. She made me face the truth: I was a child, powerless against an adult’s cruelty. Carrying that blame only dishonors their memories.” He looked at her with love shining in his eyes. “I’m learning to let go of the pain and anger. It will take time, but together, we will heal and move forward.” For the first time, I saw it—not just the pain, but the possibility of peace. None of us spoke for a moment. Not because we didn’t have words—but because we knew. This was the moment everything changed. Not just for Zane. For all of us.
Luke, Jason, and I exchanged solemn looks, our bond deepened by the raw truth Zane had shared. In that moment, the weight of pain was transforme
