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Joshua remained expressionless and said, “I don’t have a family. To me, they are just strangers with a biological connection.”

“And the mother you’ve cared for all this time? Was she just a stranger with a blood connection, too?” Isabelle’s words made Joshua, the impostor, recall the frail, pain–ridden face of the woman he had been pretending to care for.

Isabelle’s words made the impostor think of that gaunt face–the woman who was so thin that her cheekbones jutted out, tormented by illness.

That frail, sickly woman.

Even though life had tormented her, her gaze on him was always filled with tenderness, guilt, and hope.

She must have been beautiful when she was young.

Deborah was weak. She couldn’t protect her children or resist Gideon. But she wasn’t selfish; she had repeatedly urged him to leave the city to escape Gideon.

She had lost two sons but was willing to endure the pain of separation again.

Deborah hoped he could have a better life.

She didn’t plan to leave with him because Gideon wouldn’t stop hunting them until he found them.

Deborah wanted to stay in that wretched home, hoping one day her lost sons would return.

Talking was hard for her, making others irritated to listen to her.

When she spoke to him, it was always gentle and kind. She would become a fierce shrew, yelling at Gideon to protect him when he lashed out.

That woman would hold his hand, smile at him, ask about his health, and cry over the wounds on his face and hands.

save whatever little she had for him. She wanted to feed him, even

night, pain tormented her and prevented her from sleeping, but she remained

out of bed was difficult for her, yet she would drag herself

at the mottled ceiling,

her, she found all her hope in her

was her only

give up her life without hesitation in order to avoid

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one who harmed her child was the very son she had been waiting for

years.

knew. That woman knew he wasn’t Joshua.

she looked at him for a long time and then said, “You’ve grown so much,

Had she realised?

tightened. His breath was unsteady as he clutched his broken ribs.

of two little boys. Those weren’t Storm Shadow and

challenged him, “Are you

clinic, all the suffering and hardships he had

gone

at just eighteen years old, had recently taken his college

he had never met, killed him on a cold street after work, despite everything he

on a cold winter night, wearing thin clothes, braving the cold wind, numbly walking home, with the city’s prosperity all around

had struggled at the bottom of

had never received any warmth, and

in a cold

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