Capítulo 825: Wednesday

Lucas' fingers drummed nervously on the steering wheel as he pulled up to the imposing iron gates of the Garwood estate. The house loomed ahead, a sprawling Georgian mansion that spoke of old money and quiet prestige. Its manicured lawns stretched out like a green velvet carpet, and a fountain splashed merrily in the center of a circular driveway.

Although he couldn't help but dread meeting Miley's parents, who he had never met, in their time of grief, he felt compelled to pay his respects and to intercede on Amy's behalf.

Amy, consumed by guilt and ostracized by the very people she cared about, desperately needed someone to advocate for her. Taking a deep breath, Lucas adjusted his tie and stepped out of the car. The air hung heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming roses.

Although nervousness gnawed at his stomach, Lucas steeled himself for the task ahead.