Chapter Hundred

As I followed the guard through the grand halls of the palace, my heart pounded in my chest. It had been years since I last saw Reuben, and now he was the king. The thought of facing him, of confronting the person who had broken my heart and allowed my family to suffer, filled me with a mix of fear and anger.

As we entered the throne room, I couldn't help but notice the opulence and grandeur that surrounded me. The room was adorned with gold and jewels, a stark contrast to the empty darkness of Naomi's Bakery. But I refused to be swayed by the extravagant display. I was here for my family, for justice.

As I walked further into the room, the maids and servants nearby whispered amongst themselves. I could hear snippets of their conversations, words of how my baby Liam looked so much like Reuben. It sent a pang of both joy and sadness through my heart. Joy at the resemblance that connected Liam to his father, and sadness at the reminder of what we had lost.

Finally, I stood before the th