The Weight of Legacy

The rich, spiced aroma of cocoa curled through the quiet morning air, a gentle warmth that stood in sharp contrast to the icy precision of Kaelen’s thoughts.

They spoke in low, measured tones—the kind of conversation that only exists between those bound by blood, trust, and burdens too heavy to name.

Bianca’s eyes softened as she leaned slightly forward. “Is everything ready for Briggs and Diaz’