I stood at the gates of my father’s house, staring up at the tall walls. This place had never felt like home, but now it felt even more like a prison. After everything I’d learned, everything that had happened, I wasn’t sure what I’d find behind those doors—or what my father might say when I finally confronted him.
I didn’t want to be here, but I had no choice. I needed answers.
Lucien didn't like me investigating on my own and so he wouldnt speak to me lately. I had a feeling that he was still mad about me almost ending Nathalie.
As I walked toward the front door, the weight of my decision hit me. But I couldn’t go back. I needed to know the truth.
Before I could knock, the door swung open, and there he was—Crew.
I froze. Seeing him here, standing in front of me after everything, sen
