Briony pounded both fists against the heavy iron gates, her cries echoing into the empty night.

No matter how loud she screamed, nobody came to unlock the door for her.

This was the truth.

This was the reality behind Stewart and Lorna taking her son away...

Darkness pressed down from above, thick and suffocating.

The wind was rising-an omen of the storm to come.

Still, Briony refused to leave. She remained outside the gates, stubborn and unmoving.

Upstairs in the study, Lorna knocked softly before entering.

Stewart sat at his desk, eyes fixed on the security footage on his screen. He could see Briony still outside, bracing herself against the coming storm, showing no sign of backing down.

"Maybe we should let Carol talk to her?" Lorna suggested.

"No." Stewart's voice was rough, tired. "She needs to see things as they are. That's the only way she'll let go."

Lorna sighed. "But her nerves are already stretched to the breaking point... Do we really have to do this?"

Stewart closed his eyes. "We don't have time to do it any other way, do we?"

Lorna pressed her lips together.

Time

really

rain beating against the tall windows in sharp

instant, the

soaked through, hair and clothes plastered to her skin, but still she refused to

it was Carol who came out with an umbrella, trying to coax her

can't you help me?" Briony

her own heart twisting.

for Mr. Wentworth now. There's nothing I can do.

the way they're treating

good kid, Ms. Kensington. Everyone has their own way of raising children. I know it's hard for you to accept how Mr. and Mrs. Wentworth do things, but when Mario grows up,

head, her voice trembling. "That's not it. Stewart doesn't care about Mario's feelings at

to be the Wentworth heir." Carol shoved the umbrella into Briony's hands.

the door and hurried back inside

the umbrella, her whole

Even Carol had changed...

Why?

get her son out of the twisted grip of the

storm raged on. Briony stayed outside, soaked

it was Carol

James arrived, Briony was trembling uncontrollably, lips tinged

relief flooded her face as if she'd spotted

tossed aside the umbrella

his arm. "James,"

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