Harrison POV
I stared at the dark screen of my phone, the remnants of the video etched into my mind. My chest felt like it was caving in, every breath sharp and shallow. Evelyn. The name alone was enough to stir memories I’d buried long ago. But seeing her again—with me—was a punch to the gut.
This wasn’t just Marcus’s way of taking down my business. This was personal. He wasn’t simply dismantling my world; he was twisting the knife, ensuring every piece of me shattered before the end.
“Daddy?” Lily’s voice echoed from the living room.
I shoved the phone into my pocket and forced a smile as I entered. She was sitting on the floor, her bunny tucked under one arm, crayons scattered around her. “Can we finish this one?” she asked, holding up a half-colored drawing of a sunlit meadow.
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