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Unfaded Memory

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Chapter 57

Lucious POV

I couldn’t believe it. She’s back. After all these years.

As I stormed into my chambers, Bella followed close behind, her voice calm but her eyes worried.

“She was banished,” she said firmly, staring straight into my eyes.

“No, you don’t get it!” My voice cracked with fury. “That doesn’t matter! The same way she came back checking up on Liam—she should have done that years ago! She was banished, yes, but she never even thought to look back at her kids. Why now, Bella? Why not then?”

“She probably had her reasons, Lucious,” Bella said softly.

“No… no!” I shouted, the pain ripping through my chest. “A mother doesn’t just leave her kids and forget them in the name of banishment! No! No!” My voice echoed in the walls, broken and raw.

Bella caught me, pulling me close before I could unravel further. “You need to rest, babe. You need to calm down. She’s back now. She’s back.”

“No… I missed her. When I was young, they mocked me. They still whisper abo
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