Finn’s hands were pinned to the steering wheel while Evelyn deliberately covered the red marks on his wrists with his gloves.
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Chapter 11
Evelyn apologized badly.
“I only wanted him stronger.”
I looked at her.
“No.”
Her face tightened.
“You wanted Declan stronger.”
Silence.
Finn had never been the project.
Declan was.
Evelyn had spent her life believing her son deserved more than the world gave him.
Every room where he stood second became an insult.
Then he married me.
Head of Savelli.
Powerful.
Established.
And still everyone called him Mara Savelli’s husband.
She hated it.
“You thought Finn was the reason Declan stayed second.”
Evelyn looked away.
There.
Truth.
A child became rival because adults had weak egos.
May you like
Nothing more sophisticated.
Nothing more necessary.
