LOGAN POV
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I remained silent, waiting for Scarlet to find the courage to begin her story. She gazed at the sky several times, sighing deeply, as though she were gathering the strength to speak.
"My father never liked me," she started, her voice barely above a whisper. "All I know is that my mother died giving birth to me, and he always blamed me for that. I know it sounded irrational, but it was the truth. He always did everything he could to avoid me." She paused for a moment, her words hanging in the air. I felt my heart begin to race. "The only affection I ever had came from Barbara, our family’s maid. She’s the one who showed me what love really was." A faint smile touched her lips as she spoke of the woman. "On my birthdays, it was always
