Chapter 290 I Have Proof

• His jaw clenched, torn, battling something deep within—and she could see it. The war. The fear. The crushing, unbearable weight he’d carried for so long.
• “You can’t protect everyone forever,” she whispered, her voice soft but unyielding. She nodded, giving him strength. “And the truth... the truth is the only thing that can save your mother from heartbreak... from losing her son over a lie.”
• For a long moment, silence. Then, finally, Henry took a deep, shaky breath. His arm dropped; the gun lowered. His shoulders slumped for a brief second before he straightened again—lifting his head, his jaw set, his expression hard. And in his stormy blue eyes burned something fierce—rage... and liberation.