Violet's POV
I couldn't catch up on what Victor said yesterday and then today, I decided to check his every schedule and find out who this black sheep was as described by Victor.
As I followed him down the hallway, my curiosity peaked. I was sure the person would be Aaron – I just hated him. Still, something told me it wasn't him.
Then who was it? My mind raced with questions and scenarios as I silently crept closer, eager to know who it was.
But to my surprise, as I rounded the corner, the scene before me was not what I expected. Instead of another conversation about family secrets, I found Victor engaged in a tender exchange with my mother. She had appeared from the store room.
As I hid, I heard their voices; soft, carrying a tone of familiarity and love that I had never noticed b
