The main reason they had never wanted Frederick to marry was rooted in a quiet, fragile hope that for the sake of little Rose, Cassie might reconsider if Frederick ever came to his senses.
Their hearts clung to that possibility like a flickering candle in the dark. But Franklin, Franklin was something entirely different.
They had never expected their biological son to take interest in his twin brother's ex-wife. Even now, he often seemed more like a stranger than a child they had birthed, a gap that no amount of effort could entirely bridge.
And yet, tonight, that distance felt smaller, softened by the revelation of his heart.
"You love Cassie?" Corrine asked softly, her voice trembling ever so slightly, a hint of old wounds healing in its tone. If this was true, then Cassie
