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I keep my gaze on Tyson as he settles next to me on the bed, his voice so different and distant, as if it belongs to a stranger, and my heart clenches with sickening dread as I ask myself, how it got to this.
Who is he, and what happened to my Tyson? I open my mouth to ask him what he did with the baby boy I cradled in my arms, but his voice pierces the suffocating silence once more, dropping another bomb that shatters my already shattered heart.
He demands Tony's share of the business, adding that he wants all of his shares, and I finally find my voice.
"Tyson," I begin, my voice quivering with emotion. "Do you have any idea how hard Tony worked to build this business? The sleepless nights, the sweat and blood he poured into it. He sacrificed so muc
