y as she wiped it down. Her heart raced with anticipation, and her thoughts swirled as she prepared herself for what was about to happen. Today was the day. After

discussed the best way to break the news to Kaidan. Kamala had been hesitant, fearful of how her son would react. Would he hate her for hiding the tru

his voice soft and full of prid

kitchen, Kamala took a

te her nerves, "Kaidan, can you come down for a

ons of fire, of darkness, and of a man who looked just like him, standing at the edge of a vast, fiery landscape. He hadn't told his mother about the dr

s way down the stairs, Kaidan was immediately struck by the presence of someone st

cing emerald green eyes-the exact same eyes that stared back at Kaidan every time he looked in the mirror.

licked to his mother, who was watching him nervously, her hands clasped t

the

e with Lucifer, who stood motionless, his expression unreadable. But Kaidan wasn't done. His heart pound

It's obvious, isn't it? I mean, just look at us. We're practically i

explain. He simply stood there, waiting, as if he knew that this moment was about

en holding in for years, finally broke free.

ising me alone? Eighteen years of wondering why I didn't have a father like everyone else? Do yo

s expression, and it tore at him. He had known this confrontation would come. He had prepared f

ter tone. "Do you really think you deserve my forgiveness?

l, sad smile playing on his lips. "I see so much of myself in you. Your strength, your anger, e

itten all over his face. "Pr

please," she pleaded, her eyes filling with tears. "I know you're angry, and you have every right to be

in her expression, the desperation for this fractured family to be whole again. His resolve wavered. He had been a

"Fine," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck

ealized she had been holding. Tears of gratitude slipped down her cheek

s eyes shone with a rare emotion-gratitude. He looked at Kaidan, his voic

t embrace. For a moment, Kaidan stood rigid, unsure how to react. But then, slowly, he re

the wounds of the past. When they pulled apart, Lucifer smiled, his eyes filled with pride and lo

pite everything, there was a part of him that wanted

spent hours catching up on the years they had missed. They talked about Kaidan's childhood,

full of hope and joy. For the first time in eighteen years

he past hadn't vanished completely, but it had lessened, replaced