Chapter 52
Tim sat alone in his guest room, a storm of fury and frustration raging inside him. The silence of the room contrasted sharply with the deafening roar in his mind. He felt a deep sense of injustice, a bitter, acidic taste coating his tongue. How could this have happened? He had two brothers who he thought were dead, but in reality, that wasn’t the case. One of them was a victim, a ghost in hiding, a life stolen by someone else's callousness, that person being Niall, their paternal uncle, who knew nothing but greed. The thought of it—of his brother living in the shadows, constantly looking over his shoulder—fueled his rage.
But then there was the other potential brother, the one who had embraced darkness. The betrayal felt like a physical ache in Tim's chest, a gnawing emptine
