chapter forty-eight

**Tyler POV**

"Be brief," I said angrily.

"Don't treat me like that, Tyler. I am your mother," she exclaimed, sitting in the chair near the window.

"Since when?" I responded curtly.

"I know I have things to explain, but I need you to stay open to understanding me," she said nervously.

"Then speak," I said dryly.

"I'll start from the moment I found out I was pregnant with Jade," she sighed heavily and then continued, "At that time, your father was already a cold and violent man. I didn't want my daughter to go through any kind of pain, and he doubted that the baby was his. So, I decided it would be better to distance myself. I pretended I had lost the child and needed time to recover. I just needed a year, and after that year, I came back to you. I didn't worry about you because I knew he would never harm you. They both had the same temperament and got along so well..."

"Continue," I said as she paused.

"Your grandmother always wanted to be close to both of you but not as part of the f