Chapter 7

Kneeling down slowly on one knee, Marcus softened his intense gaze, extending a cautious, steady hand toward the battered young mother.
"Clara... you're safe now. Stand up; nobody is ever going to lay a hand on you or my son in this house again," he urged softly.
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His voice carried a profound warmth and deep remorse for failing to protect her sooner from Victoria's relentless, spiteful cruelty.
Clara looked up, her tear-filled eyes searching Marcus's face for any hidden deception before slowly allowing him to assist her.