The Memory He Couldn’t Forget
In an instant, Charles was back in time: a storm raged outside, a baby wrapped in a damp blanket, his sister Margaret fleeing the family estate with secrets clutched tighter than the infant in her arms.
The night ended in silence. Margaret was gone. So was the child. And in the aftermath, the Whitmore family never spoke of it again.
Now, in front of him, Elena stood with that same unmistakable mark.
Could it be?
