MIA’S POV
I stood at the entrance of my father’s room, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear my own thoughts. This was it. The moment I had been dreading, yet longing for, all at once.
Sean had finally put me down, but his warmth still lingered on my skin. The brothers stood behind me, watching silently, but I barely noticed them.
Would he accept me?
Would he look at me and see a daughter? Or just some stranger who happened to share his blood?
I took a deep breath, pushing past the lump in my throat, and stepped inside.
The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of lanterns casting shadows along the walls. The air smelled of herbs and something faintly metallic—probably from all the treatments he'd been given.
And there he was.
Sitting upright, his face pale but strong, his pi
