Ghost from the past

LEILA'S POV

We walked out of Lily's room, her sobs echoing in the sterile hospital corridor as Nelly cradled the baby, trying to soothe him. Lily's begging had been relentless, but there was no undoing what had been revealed. The truth was out, and now, one problem was finally dealt with. But as we left her behind, my mind shifted to the much bigger issue looming on the horizon.

'Raphael.' The name alone sent a shiver down my spine.

As we moved toward the car, a storm of thoughts swirled in my mind. 'What am I going to do about Raphael?' My heart pounded with anxiety. 'Will he recognize me? Should I tell Drake about my origins?' The questions spiraled, growing louder and more insistent.