Chapter 29 Bloodlines And Loyalties
⊰ Marcel ⊱
Standing here, in the dim light of the parlor, the warmth of the scotch I sip on barely cuts through the cold tension that has settled over me. My father, Guillermo, his gaze as sharp as the edge of a knife, watches me, breaking the silence between us. “Thinking about that girl, eh?” He probes, his voice a mix of curiosity and a father’s intuition.
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