Adrian’s POV
The weight of the truth pressed down on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I sat in the dimly lit motel room, my fingers curled into fists as I stared at the faded carpet beneath me. My father’s sins had finally caught up to me, sinking their claws deep into my existence. No matter how far I tried to run, I couldn’t escape the shadow of his past.
Evelyne’s voice echoed in my mind—sharp, accusing, but laced with an underlying pain that cut me deeper than any blade ever could. Your father killed my brother and left him to die.
I had always known my father wasn’t a good man. But hearing it in those exact words? It made my stomach twist into knots. It wasn’t just that he was corrupt—it wasn’t just that he did dirty work to maintain his power. He had caused irreparable harm to
