His steps faltered. He blinked, staring at the mark again, his eyes widening slightly.
His fists clenched as a thought surfaced in his mind.
'No… that can't be.'
He didn't dare believe it. Instead, he decided to confirm it himself.
The next morning, during breakfast, Lucas waited calmly. When Aurora stood up and began to walk away, his eyes followed her.
The same mark.
Exactly the same.
Lucas stared at her back, his heart pounding as suspicion quietly took root.
The line of her shoulders, the way she carried herself, even the subtle curve of her waist... everything felt eerily familiar.
'Miss Dawn's back… it's almost the same,' he thought, his gaze dropping as a storm of thoughts churned in his head.
Before he could sink any deeper into his suspicions, Theodore's voice cut through the room.
"Tomorrow, we're meeting Adriana's boyfriend."
He looked around, his eyes sweeping over everyone's faces.
"Why do you all look like you're being dragged to an execution?"
