“Where did you get that necklace?”
Lucas touched it instinctively.
“My dad gave it to me.”
Victoria felt her vision blur.
“Where is your father now?”
The boys exchanged a glance.
Evan answered quietly.
“He passed away last winter.”
Victoria’s world tilted.
Then Evan added something that shattered the fragile distance between her past and the present.
“We stay at the River Street Shelter now… unless they run out of beds.”
Two homeless boys.
One dead father.
One half-heart necklace.
And a billionaire who had spent fifteen years pretending success could replace loss.
But if these boys were truly connected to the family she had lost…
Why had Daniel hidden them under different names?
And what truth were they still too young—and too hungry—to understand?
