When evening came, she needed to go home to check on their son, Throne, so she could also get what she needed. She was happy because Tyeron himself offered to help him remember her, but the joy and hope she felt were suddenly replaced by pain. She caught Tyeron with Gleanne, who was sitting in the chair where she had been sitting, having taken her place. When she arrived at the hospital from home, she was quick, but there was an immediate consequence.
“Oh, Lyn. You're here, by the way. Thank you for taking care of my baby," she greeted her with a smile.
She looked away and forced a smile, nodding at the same time. Her gaze turned to Tyron, who was already sitting on the bed, holding a peeled apple. She didn't know why, but she felt terrible every time she thought of the two of them havin
