Calla's eyelids fluttered slightly, but she didn't wake. Lucian stood at the foot of the bed, his face etched with a vulnerability Ivy had never seen. "She's beautiful," he said softly. "Looks just like you." Ivy nodded, choking back a sob. "She has Theo's spirit, though. Always curious, always pushing boundaries. He used to visit her in secret, bring her stories about far-off places. He'd say, 'Calla, one day you'll conquer the world.'" Lucian moved closer, his hand hovering near Ivy's shoulder before settling there gently. "Why didn't he tell me? We were brothers—blood. I could have helped." "Because he knew your world," Ivy replied, her voice trembling. "The Thorne empire, the cutthroat deals, the endless scrutiny. He wanted to protect her from it. From you, maybe. He said you were too driven, too focused on the legacy to see the human cost." Lucian's jaw tightened, but he didn't pull away. "He wasn't wrong. I've built walls around myself, Ivy. After our parents died, Theo
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