(Elena POV)

The gun felt heavy in my hands as I stared at the two men who had shaped my entire existence without even knowing I existed. My father, who had abandoned me before I was born. And Tony, who had loved my sister with the devotion I'd craved my entire life.

"You want the truth?" My voice cracked like breaking glass. "You want to know why I'm here, why I've done all of this? Then sit down and listen, because I'm only going to tell this story once."

Alex moved slowly toward the couch, his hands still raised. Tony remained frozen in his chair, smart enough not to test...