HAZEL'S POV: “Logan?” I repeated, and mom nodded stiffly. I didn’t wait for her to say anything else, I brushed past her. “Where is he?” I called out, scanning the living room. Dad was slouched in his favorite armchair, his glasses low on his nose as he scrolled through his phone. He barely looked up when he answered. “Upstairs.” Mom, coming up behind me, added quietly. “He brought Susan back and helped her to her room.” I froze mid-step, turning sharply to look at her. “I actually forgot that they were siblings.” That statement pulled on an old memory from years ago when I was far away, hiding from my past, and Mom had called to tell me Lucas had found his mate. I’d been too ashamed to come back, or face anyone. And in my selfishness, I didn’t realize that while I was nursing my wounded pride, my mother had been hurting, my father was heartbroken… and they had to pretend they were fine so I co
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