Joshua remained expressionless and said, “I don’t have a family. To me, they are just strangers with a biological connection.”
“And the mother you’ve cared for all this time? Was she just a stranger with a blood connection, too?” Isabelle retorted. Her words made Joshua, the impostor, recall the frail, pain–ridden face of the woman he had been pretending to care for.
That frail, sickly woman...
Even though life had tormented her, her gaze on him was always filled with tenderness, guilt, and hope. She must have been beautiful when she was young.
Deborah was weak. She couldn’t protect her children or resist Gideon. But she wasn’t selfish, she had repeatedly urged him to leave the city to escape Gideon. She had lost two sons but was willing to endure the pain of separation again.
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