I struggled to find the words, torn between my loyalty to my brother and my horror at his actions. “Ethan,” I began, “there has to be another way. Therapy, counseling… we can figure this out.” He shook his head, his expression resolute. “No, Claire. There isn’t.
The trust stipulates the funds revert immediately upon the child’s birth with the mark. We’ve already consulted lawyers. It’s airtight.” He glanced at Vanessa, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. “I know this is hard, but it’s the right decision. For all of us.”
Wait until you see what happened when everything finally came to light… (Continue to Part 6 →)
Suddenly, a young nurse entered the room, carrying a file. “Excuse me, Mr. Bennett? There’s a call for you. It’s… it’s from the Bellmere Historical Society.” Ethan’s face drained of color. He took the phone, his hand trembling. The nurse discreetly excused herself.
