After leaving Leon's office, Voren headed straight for his helicopter. The conversation with the doctor had eased some of his worries. At least now DNA tests were in motion, making it a lot harder for anyone to mess with the results.
But his mind wasn't really on the tests. It kept drifting back to Seraphine, to the memories she'd lost, and to all the years they'd been robbed of.
As the helicopter lifted into the air, Voren stared out the window, replaying every recent revelation. The more the pieces fell into place, the heavier the guilt weighed on him.
For years he had blamed Seraphine. He'd convinced himself she'd abandoned him, that she'd chosen Ravyn willingly, and that she'd simply forgotten everything they once shared.
Now it looked like someone might have stolen those memories from her. The thought made his chest tighten painfully.
By the time the helicopter touched down, his jaw was clenched tight. This visit was long overdue.
