The photograph slipped from Amelia’s trembling fingers.
It landed softly on the dusty floor.
For several seconds, neither she nor Adrian moved.
Sebastian Kingston.
Standing beside Edward Hart, Harrison Kingston, and Damian Kingston.
Together.
Not at a public event.
Not at a charity gala.
But here. At Blackwood.
Years before Amelia had ever been promised to him.
Years before her father’s downfall.
“What the hell is this?” Amelia whispered.
Adrian bent to retrieve the photograph. He studied it carefully, his expression unreadable.
“The date.”
Amelia looked again.
The photograph had been taken four months before Edward Hart’s scandal became public.
“Sebastian was only twenty-six.”
Adrian remained silent.
The silence unsettled her.
“What are you thinking?”
He turned the pho
