Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 417

Ethan suddenly grabbed Amara by the arms, his eyes locked on her face,

brimming with guilt and remorse.

Amara stared at the man kneeling on the floor, her expression puzzled. "Mister, do you know my mom?"

Mom?

A look of confusion flickered across Ethan's face.

He'd been so shaken by seeing a face nearly identical to Claire's that, in his daze, he hadn't realized the girl in front of him was only twelve or thirteen.

It wasn't until Amara's question that he finally noticed-she was far too young to be Claire.

Ethan studied the child more carefully. The resemblance to Claire was striking, but up close, he could see the differences. Claire had grown up without affection, carrying an air of insecurity. Years of neglect had left her hair dull and brittle, her skin sallow, her body frail and gaunt.

But the little girl before him was nothing like that. She had long, glossy black hair and flawless, fair skin, her face radiating confidence and quiet dignity. There wasn't a trace of self-doubt about her-she was clearly a child who had grown up surrounded by love.

red, his voice trembling. "You... you said Claire

are

longer. He pulled Amara into a sudden

but distant. At the mention that this man was Claire's brother, her pretty face darkened, stormy as a

She shoved Ethan away.

back, landing hard in a

meeting

pain shot

He scrambled to his feet, reaching out as if to touch Amara's cheek. Maybe, he thought, if he could just be gentle with

Claire had ever

just a gentle touch, a word

even that small wish had

Ethan tried to reach for Amara, only for her to

widened in disbelief as he realized how coldly

anything like Claire, desperate

a mother, she