There was something about Mawra — something both familiar and distant, as if a shadow from his forgotten past had settled there, waiting.
What Roe didn't know was that Mawra wasn't just a name.Mawra was Mark — the man everyone once believed to be dead. Mark, his father. Mark, Tom's old friend. The man who had vanished years ago, swallowed by time and rumor, now hidden behind a new face and a colder name.
Mawra had been watching Roe for years, silently, from afar. He had seen his son stumble, fall, and grow. He had seen him laugh and break — all from a distance he dared not cross. Revenge had kept him alive, but love had kept him human. Every time Roe walked by, unaware of the eyes that followed him, Mawra's heart ached — torn between vengeance and fatherhood.
Now, fate had begun to stir.Roe had found something — an old relic wrapped in dust and memory: an invisibility cloak. Curious and restless, he decided to use it, to sneak into Mawra's guarded estate and uncover the truth everyone feared to speak of. The world called Mawra a monster, a ghost in the flesh, but Roe needed to know why. Why was this man, feared by all, treating him with such strange kindness? Why did it feel like he had known him all his life?
He didn't yet know that behind those walls was not just a secret — but a father's silent, aching love.