Lucian
A few hours ago
I had just wrapped up training and was heading out with Darian when the call came in, our father had been rushed to the hospital. Martha had phoned her son in a panic, barely coherent. Plans forgotten, we made our way there immediately.
By the time we arrived, he was asleep. The doctor assured us he’d be fine. A severe shock, they said. Nothing life-threatening.
Darian turned to our mother. “What happened?”
She crossed her arms, already seething. “Ask that b***h your brother married what she did.”
My stomach tightened. Mara? I didn’t see how she could’ve had a hand in this, until Lacy spoke.
“She told Uncle Vander, right in front of me, that Aunt Martha’s been stealing to pay off a blackmailer. For twenty-three years. She said that’s why she doesn’t trust me t
