moving in again.

Chapter 69.

Anastasia's POV.

I was sitting right on the couch that was in his mom's house. His mom walked up to us with a glass cup on a tray that was filled with juice. She served it to us, and I collected it with respectful gesticulation.

"What do you need? Why did you bring her here?" She questioned Tristan, as she sat down on the chair that was opposite ours. Tristan let out a soft smile. "I wanted you to see the lady that I really love with my heart. I wanted you to see the mother of your grandchild, and my lost mate." He informed his mother. I could see the confusion on his mother's face.

I knew that it was normal for her to act that way. She was looking scared, and it was so obvious. "You mean you have found your mate? What do you mean by the mother of your child? Of your unborn child? I am lost." She said this, shaking her head several times in denial.

"I bet you must have seen her..." Tristan explained everything to her, and I could see the tears that were rolling down her e