Jasmine's POV
The expressions on their faces would haunt me forever.
My first family. The people who raised me before everything fell apart.
Some moments carve themselves into your soul whether you want them there or not, and this was one of them.
Jayden stumbled backward like someone had shoved him hard in the chest. His dark eyes found mine, wide with shock, as if his entire world had just shattered into pieces.
I didn't need to read his mind to understand what was happening. His lost memories were crashing back into him like a tidal wave.
The King wobbled in Palmer's steady grip, fighting to stay on his feet. But his hold on consciousness seemed as fragile as his balance.
When the Queen's gaze landed on me, I watched her face transform in real time. Confusion flickered first, then recognition hit her like lightning. Sharp and brutal. Then came the horror.
