Keira stared at Amy in disbelief.

Amy had been glued to the TV, pointing at Monbatten and calling him "Dad" over and over. For such a timid, shy child, she had somehow summoned the courage to insist on accompanying them to meet him.

These peculiarities… Could it be?

Keira tightened her jaw, her mind racing to shut out a thought she was too afraid to entertain.

Her eyes flicked to Lewis.

Her memory wandered back to the inexplicable day they'd gotten married—an arrangement orchestrated by her sister.

At the time, her sister had claimed it was to protect her.

But looking at it now, was it really protection? Or had her sister known all along about Lewis's connections overseas and orchestrated the union to secure a political alliance?

From her grandmother to her mother, down to Keera, and perhaps even herself—was this all part of some grand, invisible game for control of the South family?

Were they all pawns, moved across the chessboard without realizing it?

Keira's heart thudded wildly in her chest. For a brief moment, it felt as though her entire life had been tangled in conspiracies—a web tightening around her, leaving no escape.

drew in

mind?" Sean Church's calm

eyes. "Nothing. Just wondering—if I somehow forged an

laugh. "Do you know what it's

caught

continued, his voice soft but heavy. "When you're truly starving, to the point where the thought of food makes you sick, it's worse than dying. My sister gave up control of this body because the hunger—the pain—it was unbearable for

me eat again. Without

listened, her eyes drifting

someone who had just eaten, it no longer seemed flat and hollow, but his frail frame, the almost skeletal appearance of his hands, and even his once-gorgeous face, now gaunt, told the story of someone

nodded slowly.

had often gone hungry as

her a single biscuit, it had

on. "So, even if things with Monbatten don't work out, I'll still back you.

"What issue?"

you're not Keera. You don't have her memories or her

right? Like an ID. You need a password to access it, and only the real owner can verify it. That's why no

brows furrowed deeper. "I've already searched every corner of the South family estate. My sister

that?" Sean

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