Ivana released her embrace from Broken, forcing a wan smile on her face as she wiped away the tears streaking her cheeks and eyes. Taking a deep breath, she looked up. "I'm sorry..." she paused for a moment, her voice trembling, "...thank you."
Broken acknowledged her words with a gentle nod. Then, they both turned back to face the two tombstones standing silently before them.
"Gale is..." Broken murmured hesitantly, still uncertain how to broach the topic. His mind raced with confusion and curiosity. Thirty years? Could it be that Ivana isn't Gia and Gale's biological daughter? If not, then who is she?
"Was he your father?" he finally asked.
Ivana slowly shifted her gaze from the tombstones to Broken and shook her head solemnly. "Gia raised me from a child, even though I'm not her biological child. I've always considered her my mother," she said softly.
