INT. VISITATION ROOM – POLICE HOLDING CENTER
Nathaniel Carter stepped into the cold room, the silence heavy. Across from him, Amelia sat chained, her hair wild, her eyes red from tears and fury.
She looked up, and the twisted smile faded.
"Why does she get everything, Nathaniel?"
Nathaniel stiffened.
"Why does Ever Miller get to be loved? By you. By him. By everyone?!" She growled
Nathaniel closed his eyes, pain flickering across his features.
"I dreamt of that life! The wealth! The attention! The man who'd die for me. Why couldn't it be me? Why not me?! Why can't I have Allesandro Wales?!"
"Vivian… you kidnapped a baby." He sighed.
"You're my brother! You were supposed to fight for her! For us! I did everything I could to get her out of the way! And instead of helping me, you stood there like a coward while she chose him!"
"I loved her. But I also respected her choice. Something you never did." His voice cracked.
