“We might as well sit and talk about this.”
Lucas dropped into one of the sofas in his room. His shoulders slumped with a tired weight. Ethan followed slowly, his eyes never leaving his brother’s face.
“She gave birth to a daughter, Maya.” He paused, rubbing his hands together. “Three years ago, we thought she died. Alicia… we thought she drowned. But somehow, she was saved. She lost her memory, apparently. She only came back to us when she finally remembered. The story is long, Ethan, way too long. We’re finalizing our divorce now. I didn’t want to bring all of this up until my divorce is finalized. Then maybe, you can have your chance to be with your daughter.”
Lucas paused for a while and continued. “I have a woman in my life now. Someone I adore and love. Ethan… I prayed for this
