Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 60

Grace

I don’t say anything, just turn my back to him and start brewing tea again.

I should only feel some sympathy for him, and his family…

But I keep doing more than that.

My heart clenches every time that I realize what Tristin must be feeling right now. It hurts more when I think about Alma and Ania. It’s sick to feel anything for Alma…but I can’t help myself.

Tristin stays behind me for a few moments. Then, leaves and sits on the couch.

I shoot him a side glance, watching his lowered head and his fingers brushing his wet hair.

“ The…worst fact in life is that… ” Tristin murmurs in a low voice. “ you can not choose your family. ”

My parents’ faces flash before my eyes. He is indeed right. If I could choose, I would have chosen to be born to anyone but them. I would have chosen anyone as my sibling but Lily.

“ If that’s not enough…you can’t even change their past or go back to make them choose something else. ” Tristin whispers.

I blink and pour the tea into cups before walking to the lounge. Tristin doesn’t pick his head, just stares at the floor and takes deep breaths.

I take my spot on the other side of the couch, looking at the side of his face, unable to look anywhere else.

“ You know… ” Tristin pauses to swallow. “ when I first got to know the truth about my mother, I left home…but not before yelling at her and calling her names. I…insulted my mother, shouted at her, and didn’t stop even when she cried or pleaded with me to listen to her. ”

Knowing about their interaction now, it’s hard for me to imagine Tristin doing that. He is always…so soft towards his mother that I could have never guessed that he was ever like that to her.

“ My father was on his deathbed and he heard every word I told my mother. And…so he died hating my mother. He forbade her and Ania from attending his funeral. He would have disowned them if he had more time to live or maybe, he would have had them killed like he… ” Tristin places his hands over his nape and lowers his face some more. “ It was…all because of my anger that I couldn’t suppress. ”

A lump lodges in my throat. I look away and fist my hands in my lap.