Chapter 112

MARION

The sound of the execution drum echoed in the distance, marking the end of an era.

My heart felt heavy as I watched Bree, Cynthia, and Chase being led away to meet their fate. As they were dragged away, the sounds of chains clinking faintly in the distance.

They were once part of my life—Bree, the woman I had loved so deeply, and Chase, the boy I believed was my son. But that love was a lie, a festering wound that had rotted from the inside.

It was over now, and with their execution, I hoped to close the chapter on that betrayal.

How did it come to this?!

The weight of it all settled heavily on my chest. I never imagined it would end like this—executions carried out in the name of justice, and yet, there was no joy in my heart, no sense of victory. Only a deep, gnawing ache.

I turned to face Reese. My son. My pride. And his children—my grandchildren. I had been apart from them for so long, but now, we were together again.

Instead, I sought solace in the eyes o