Prologue

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7 Years Ago...

"WHO ARE YOU! YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING IN THIS HOUSE! I DO ALL THE WORK AND YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!" Agatha screamed.

Lucian frowned. He knew he wasn't that bad but he also knew he didn't do many things around the house on a daily basis as Agatha did. It wasn't like he didn't care though, even though she said that he didn't care. 3-year-old Charlie was sitting on the staircase. Ruby was sleeping in her cot.

"I'm not that bad honestly. I look after the kids too."

"OH IS THAT SO? THEN WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SLOUCHING ON THE COUCH!" Before Lucian could answer there was a stomp and a bang as a door slammed shut. There was a cry. And then sound of running.

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