"Just you? A eunuch like you?" Rupert tossed the pistol between them, his face

unreadable. "Out of respect for your old man, I'll give you one shot. Pick it up."

Warren wiped blood from his mouth. "Don't you dare bring up my dad! You killed

him! You think I don't have it in me?"

"Oh? Who told you that? Your mom? That fake, selfish woman?"

"You don't get to talk about my mom!"

Before the words were out, Warren lunged for the gun. In a flash, Rupert yanked

off his scarf, looped it around Warren's neck, and yanked hard. Warren's feet left

the ground and he slammed onto the floor.

Rupert tightened the scarf, inch by inch.

Warren's face turned crimson as he gasped, "I touched her, you know. She's got

my mark-and a few other men's, too... Hahaha... ugh..."

The laughter made Sylvia look up. The sight before her slammed into her mind

like a falling iron lock.

All the buried, ugly memories from her past came rushing back.

The man by her hospital bed-his face finally clear. It was Rupert.

"You've been a mom once, and you didn't even know you were pregnant."

"You're... not happy?" Sylvia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

His dark eyes flickered as he squeezed her hand. "Sylvia, I'm tired. Let's go."

He paused, searching her face. "Okay?"

"Okay."

much that even when

chose to believe him.

same night, a group

her in this very house, covered in

out, he dropped to his knees in the snow-silent,

killed a man-one of those five-using the scarf

him.

always thought the scarf looked familiar. She never saw it

after that day.

Of course.

broke down. She spent months

Rupert, over and

day, she tried to end her

saved her. When she woke up, she remembered nothing

happened.

was for the best. No one was to ever remind her of

people or that night.

of numbers? It was the password

cold, distant routine

Rupert and begged him to let Warren

at her

complicated, pained gaze, but

he did.

mother far,

set foot in this

clear blue. He gave Sylvia a

back on it

realized how terribly wrong

of memory racing through

Tristan stood before Rupert.

and she's got

If you don't

Sylvia goes

never

her or

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