“Would we be allowed to visit him?” I asked, trying to get ahead of Lucian’s thoughts.
“Of course,” my father replied. “You’d be expected to. The staff there encourage it. They even do private accommodation for family members on the grounds. Many of their patients’ parents have homes in the nearby countryside. It’s discreet, secure, and fully accessible.”
Lucian slowly turned to me. “What do you think, Mara?”
I didn’t hesitate. “I think you’re his only chance, Lucian. If we can give him a life—any life—we owe it to him to try. And I think you’ll hate yourself forever if you don’t.”
He looked down at my belly, then back at me. “Would it affect you? Being pregnant, knowing he’s out there…that I have to divide myself like this?”
I reached for his hand. “You won’t be divided, Lucian. You’
