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CHAPTER 53
~Zara's POV~
How had I missed it? How had I been so blind, so consumed by my anger not to see it?
I turned to Scott, hoping he'd offer some different explanation. But his steady nod confirmed it.
"The master has preferred not to speak about it, ma'am, to protect Young Master Storm. It's... delicate."
Aira chuckled softly, breaking the tension as she kissed Storm's cheek, making him giggle.
Storm hugged his mother, wrapping his little arms around her neck. "Mum, will Daddy Snow always be my dad?" the boy asked innocently.
Snow's face softened as he released me, walked over to them and ruffled his nephew's hair. "For you, champ, I'll always be your dad. Anything you want me to be, I'll be."
Storm cheered, and Aira smiled, but I stood there, frozen, unable to comprehend the emotions that tore through me.