Years had come and gone, leaving scars of both time and memory on Devon's soul. His youthful dreams of love and acceptance had been shattered by the harsh realities of life. He had left his family behind, their anger and rejection still echoing in his ears

. As he looked into the mirror, Devon couldn't help but reflect on how much he had changed. He had grown into a handsome man, his features chiseled and strong. Fiona, too, had blossomed into a woman of striking beauty. The years had been kind to them in terms of appearance, but the pain of their past still haunted their hearts

. "My lord,...