“One twin must die.”
The words echoed through the chamber.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
My eyes remained fixed on the journal.
This had to be wrong.
It had to be.
“There has to be another page.”
Serena whispered.
“There isn’t.”
Victor slowly closed the journal.
His face had turned ashen.
“I knew your grandfather feared something…”
“But I never imagined this.”
Julian laughed.
“I did.”
He stepped closer.
“The Hart family spent generations lying.”
“Lying?”
I snapped.
“They called it a curse.”
His smile widened.
“I call it succession.”
Silence.
Lucien’s hand found mine.
His grip was firm.
Steady.
“You are not touching either of them.”
Julian didn’t even look at him.
“Oh, I don’t have to.”
He nodded toward the journal.
“The choice has already been made.”
“What cho
