The Truth Behind the Scars

"No, I don't want to hear it. Just go." Before Rosalind could reply, Lucian suddenly burrowed into the quilt, his voice muffled. Lucian resembled a wounded cub, yearning for comfort, yet terrified of rejection.

Rosalind's voice remained steadfast. "Just remember this. You are Lucian, and no matter what happens to you, I'll always love you."

Healing took time for both physical wounds and emotional