Chapter 53

Tyler POV

My heart pounded in my chest as I found myself in the midst of a haunting dream. In the ethereal realm of my subconscious mind, I had witnessed a scene that pierced my soul with sorrow.

The surroundings were blurred, and suddenly I was standing beside the bed where my late despondent mother lay, her frail form consumed by illness.

I was overwhelmed by my emotions, fighting to suppress the swelling in my eyes as my gaze fell on her, and my heart shattered at the sight. She appeared so fragile, her once vibrant spirit was long diminished by the weight of her suffering due to the unexpected death of my father. Her pale hand, icy to the touch, lay motionless beside her.

With a voice weighed down with fragility, she spoke, her words carrying a bittersweet longing, "Theda, my son, I think I can't keep going any longer. I'm already dead. My time is near_"

"Mother, please." I took in her hand, bringing it up and placing it on my hot face, making her smile and cough at the same t