Chapter 18
The quiet room felt heavy with the massive weight of the decision resting entirely on my shoulders.
Five years ago, I ran because I believed love under Marcus Vale meant total control and brutal betrayal.
Now, I knew the truth about my sister’s lies, and I had witnessed the fierce, selfless love he had for our sons.
“Do you still love me, Marcus?” I asked suddenly, looking straight into his dark, soulful eyes.
Marcus froze, staring at me as if he couldn't believe I was asking the question.
“I never stopped loving you for a single second, Evelyn,” Marcus answered, his voice dripping with pure devotion.
“I died the day you walked out that door, and I only started breathing again when I saw you in the rain today.”
“I don't want your five million dollars, Marcus,” I stated clearly, setting my tea cup down on the glass table.
Marcus’s face fell, assuming I was rejecting him completely and walking away forever.
“I want a father for my sons,” I continued softly, bridging the gap between us on the sofa.
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“And I want the man I loved to prove to me that he can build a real home, free from lies.”
Marcus gasped, his eyes widening in pure disbelief as I reached out to touch his uninjured cheek.
