POV: Amelia
The lighthouse stairs felt endless as we climbed, with my mother leading the way. The wind howled around us, carrying the smell of salt and freedom. Ethan kept close behind me while Clara watched the road below.
My mother stopped at the top platform. “This is where I have been hiding for years. Watching over you from a distance. I am so sorry I could not be there when you needed me most.”
I reached for her hand. “You are here now. That is what matters. Tell me everything about my father. Where is he?”
My mother looked out at the dark sea. “He is alive. Victoria has him in a private facility. She used him as leverage against me. If I came out of hiding, she would hurt him.”
Ethan stepped forward. “We will get him out. I have contacts. People who owe me favors from the old d
