My hands were shaking as I held the phone in my fingers, the screen glowing bright in the dim room. I didn’t realize how tight my grip was until my knuckles started to ache, and even then, I couldn’t make myself stop. Slowly, I scrolled down, barely breathing, afraid of what I might feel when I saw what was coming next. And then the photos appeared.

There it was.

Lucian sat on the couch, holding Roman in his arms like he was the most precious thing in the world. His expression was soft, calm, and there was a rare kind of peace in his eyes that I hadn’t seen in...