C13 Chapter 13: The Curse Unveiled

The room was quiet, heavy with the weight of questions that had long been avoided. Lucas sat stiffly on the sofa, his jaw clenched, his hands twitching toward his useless gun as if he could force it to obey through sheer willpower. But the weapon lay silent on his lap, mocking him with its refusal to fire at the boy who now rested so peacefully against him