Mother and Son

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE:

Mother and Son

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ARC SEVEN:

Chase

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Tyler’s steps are fast as he walks toward his car. His car was not parked far from the entrance of the basement, but his strides were ironically long. It was like the distance between them was stretched. The light in the basement was dim, the fluorescent lights were placed at even distances. Every time he crosses a well-lighted area, the hardened expression on his face is shown. Victoria noticed the silence of her son. It wasn’t unusual since she had gotten used to this version of him. Also, her ex-husband is like this, it is like her ex-husband's younger version, so she very well knows how to handle them.

With a coy smile plastered on her beautiful face, she walked faster to walk next to him. He was walking fast earlier, so she was a step behind. Her high heels were clacking against the hardened floor, and her legs were long, so she was walking next to him in a matter of seconds. Matching up her son’s pace, she shot hi