Chapter 30: Tyler Could Not Take It

March 1st, 2024, was the day Tyler knew he had made the terrible mistake of his life. He was seated in the living room with his siblings and his dearest mother. They were all sharing a large pizza, each of them holding a glass of wine.

With each sip they took from their glasses, their mouths twisted into mocking expressions aimed at me. Foolish beings, if only they knew what had happened.

"A donkey and a tired buffalo—that bitch monster is. I am glad you divorced her at the right time," his mother said of me.

And at that moment, Emily chimed in, "Avanna is a beautiful woman that I like. Not like that ugly woman called Alda."

With every name and insult directed at me, they laughed and cheered in their amusement. But little did they know that this camaraderie would soon dissipate.

Tyler turned on the television. It was 11 a.m., and it was time for him to see what was happening in the city.

Tyler, as I remembered him, was more of a person who loved to stay on the edge of the news so