She nodded.
She walked with me.
Careful steps.
Measured.
Still unsure of every space she entered.
We sat.
She stayed close to me.
Not touching-
But near enough.
I met her gaze.
Soft.
Steady.
“There’s something we need to talk to you about.”
She tensed immediately.
Jason leaned forward slightly.
“Nothing bad,” he said.
Her shoulders relaxed just a fraction.
I nodded.
“Something important.”
A pause.
Then I chose my words carefully.
“You’re not just anyone, Iris.”
Her brows furrowed slightly.
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“You’re the heir to a very powerful family.”
Sdence.
Her expression didn’t change immediately.
Like the words didn’t quite land.
“The only heir,” I added softly.
Her breathing shifted.
Just slightly.
“And…”
I held her gaze.
“…your grandfather believes you’ve been gone for sixteen years.’
That’s when it hit.
Her lips parted.
Her eyes widened. i
“What…?” she whispered.
Mr. Sun leaned forward slightly.
Gentle.
Measured.
“Your name,” he said softly,
“is Iris Stuart.”
The words settled into the air.
Heavy.
Unavoidable.
Mrs. Sun added quietly-
“A coincidence… or perhaps the universe correcting something that was taken from you.”
Iris didn’t move.
Didn’t speak.
She just sat there.
Processing.
Her eyes shifted between us.
Searching.
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Trying to understand.
Nying to believe.
“I… was supposed to be…” she whispered.
I nodded.
“Yes.”
Her breathing became uneven.
“I had a family?” she asked.
My chest tightened.
“You still do.”
That was it.
The moment it broke.
She turned suddenly-
And grabbed onto me.
Hard.
Desperate.
Her body shaking as the first sob tore through her.
“I lost everything,” she cried.
Her fingers clenched into my clothes.
“My life…”
“My future…” 1
“They took it-”
Her voice broke completely.
“They took everything…”
I held her.
Tight.
Steady.
“They don’t get to keep it,” I said softly.
She cried harder.
“I could have had-”
She couldn’t finish.
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“I could have been-”
Her voice dissolved into sobs.
Sixteen years.
Of pain.
Of silence.
Of survival.
All crashing down at once.
“I want it back…” she whispered.
I tightened my hold on her.
“And you will,” I said.
My voice steady.
Certain.
“Every single piece of it.”
Behind me-
The garden had gone silent.
No laughter.
No movement.
Just the weight of truth.
Jason stood.
Slowly. 1
Not interrupting.
Not stepping in.
But present.
Watching.
And deciding.
Because this-
Was no longer just a rescue.
This-
Was a reckoning.
The garden had gone silent.
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Even Alice had stopped laughing.
Alex had gone still.
Rose had a blank look on her face.
Jason stood. 1
Slowly. 1
Watching.
Not interrupting.
But I could feel it-
That shift again.
That decision forming.
And then-
Footsteps.
Fast.
Unmeasured.
Not announced.
All of us turned at once.
A man was walking toward us.
No-
Not walking.
Moving with purpose.
Like nothing could stop him.
The guards behind him looked unsure.
Like they had tried-
And failed-
To hold him back.
Grandfather stood immediately.
“Luis-”
Mr. Stuart didn’t even look at him.
His eyes were locked.
On Iris.
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From the moment he stepped into the garden-
He saw her.
And something in his expression-
Broke.
Years.
Sixteen years of grief.
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