Reasons For Guilt

Lucius stared at his mother and brother, his confusion evident. “What’s going on here?” he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion.

“Lucius, dear, come sit down,” Eleanor said, gesturing toward the plush armchair in the living room. Her tone was warm, but there was an edge of determination in it. “I want to discuss something important with you.”

Dom leaned back on the couch, watching as Lucius relu