Chapter 70
Drake was just about to step out of the building when a familiar figure materialized in his path. Someone he had avoided for years, someone he had tried to bury from memory. It was Auntie Dahlia, Thalia’s mother. His chest tightened, his stomach twisting into knots. The fury in her eyes was palpable, a force that made him stop mid-step. For the first time in years, he couldn’t escape. “A-Auntie… W-What are you doing here?” His voice trembled, betraying the fear and guilt he had carried for so long. She didn’t soften. “Let’s talk, Mr. Anderson. Do you have time for me?” Her voice was cold, measured, but laced with accusation. Drake’s instincts screamed at him to run, to vanish as he always had. But something in him knew that this time, he couldn’t. Maybe it was time to face her. Maybe
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