Category: STORY

Lucas was crying hard enough to turn red, his small fists opening and closing in the bright marble hall.

Lucas Vale was crying hard enough to echo beneath the chandelier.

Lucas Vale was crying hard enough to echo beneath the chandelier.

Lucas Vale was crying with raw, breathless force.

The newborn cried with frantic, desperate shrieks that echoed off the high cream marble walls.

Lucas Vale was only three weeks old, and his thin, desperate cries echoed through the high-ceilinged marble foyer of the estate like splintering glass.

Lucas Vale was crying with a frantic, desperate intensity that echoed off the polished cream marble of the grand foyer.

Clara Reed guided the red-and-black vacuum over the mansion’s polished ballroom floor, its low hum filling the room beneath high ceilings and heavy curtains.

Clara Reed guided the red-and-black vacuum across the polished floor of the Moretti mansion, its hum passing beneath high ceilings and formal portraits.