Chapter 0047

Four Years Later

Ximena/Angela's point of view.

“It was the reason you were allowed into his heart in the first place,” said the annoying woman in the white robe who always haunted me.

“Stop bugging me!” I yelled at her. “Dead or alive, you should save your so-called husband and child. And for the record, I’m not in anyone’s heart,” I groaned. “Get out of here!” I pushed her back, frustrated.

“Mommy?” I heard Tristan’s voice and opened my eyes. It was just a dream. I sat up in bed with a broad smile. Here stood my source of joy and strength.

His eyes, like two shimmering hazelnuts, gazed up at me with a deep, ancient wisdom. Their golden-brown rims and mossy green centers sparkled with a sense of wonder and curiosity. Flecks of brown, green, and gold danced across his eyes, glowing with a brightness that seemed to hold a secret truth. It always amazed me because neither his father nor I possessed such captiva