CHAPTER 239

As the days passed after Lucas’ first birthday, I found myself caught between two worlds—the life I was trying to build as a mother to Lucas and the painful past that was clawing its way back into my present.

Jack’s revelation haunted me, replaying in my mind during quiet moments. Was it really possible? Could someone have caused Leon’s death? The thought made my stomach churn, but I couldn't shake it.

Despite the inner turmoil, life continued. Lucas was growing quickly, taking more steps each day, babbling new words that filled the house with joy. My Aunt Lou, Letty, and Lena were always around, giving me the support I needed to raise him. William, too, was a constant presence.

His role as Lucas' godfather had strengthened our bond, though things remained strictly platonic after I’d rejected his romantic feelings. He never brought it up again, for which I was grateful, but it did make me feel awkward at times—how he could be so caring even after I’d turned him down.

One afternoon,