Ayra’s POV
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I moved to the next drawer and pulled it open. This one felt heavier, and when I peered inside, I found it stacked full of photographs. Some loose, some tucked in old paper sleeves. My brows pulled together as I reached in and pulled one out.
It was a photo of five people — three women and two men*m.
I narrowed my eyes, holding the torch up higher. The men… they were identical. Twins. No doubt about it. The same strong jawline, same piercing eyes. I shifted the photo slightly.
And the women?
One of them drew my attention.
She looked… familiar. Her features softer than Leon's but there was something in her eyes. Something sharp and striking — just like him.
Was this his mother?
I blinked, then set the photo aside and reached for another one. It was a picture of one
