Aiden King. Jonathan King’s only son and one of his two heirs, along with his nephew, Levi. He has sharp features and an impressive height that allows him to look down at me. His metal grey eyes zero in on my face with awe, wonder, and what seems like…loss. The small mole on the side of his right eye catches my attention first, causing my legs shake. It’s the same as in my memories. His lips part, but it takes him a second to speak, “Mum?”
