Dora broke down first. Crying. Begging. "It wasn't me! I didn't do anything!" Susan followed, her voice shaking as officers dragged her away. Wayne remained silent. Until they pulled him too.
Cameras flashed wildly outside the courthouse. News spread like wildfire. The fall of an empire. The collapse of power. All in one moment.
And Max. Walked out. Untouched. Unbothered. Like the storm had nothing to do with him. But inside….It still wasn't enough. It would never be enough.
He paused just briefly before getting into his car, the noise of reporters shouting questions bouncing off him like they didn't exist. Because none of this. Not the arrests. Not the sentences. Not the destruction of everyone involved. None of it brought her back.
He should have been holding her. Hearing her laugh. Feeling her warmth against him. Their children… His sons. His heirs. A future that had once felt so certain….Now, nothing but a question hangs in the dark. Are they even alive?
