Lucas’ POV

They continued to treat me with coldness, and I struggled to cope with it. Despite my efforts to make amends, it felt like a hopeless endeavor. My situation seemed utterly helpless.

My son remained silent, unwilling to respond to me. Even Zara spoke to me in a distant and cold tone. I couldn't help but long for the way she used to care for me, and the time and effort she invested in our relationship. Regret washed over me as I realized how much I had neglected them for far too long.

Fear crept in, whispering that it might be too late for me to reclaim my role...