Chapter 194

Devlin's POV

"What?"

Philip and I probably had the same expression on our faces.

"What do you mean by that, mom?" I asked as I made my way over. To stand before her, to her face. Waiting for her to say those words again tomy face.

"I said, you should go meet your real mother".

"You're my mother!"

"Didn't you hear Tristan? I am not the one who birthed you. I am not your mother"

She was so cold and so calm as she said those words. She was unleashing so much hurt on me but she remained calm. She remained poised.

Those years that we spent together, the laughs we shared, the days I thought we were happy were just nothing to her. They meant nothing to her.

It was so easy for her to give me away. It was so easy for her to decide that I was not her daughter. It was so easy for her to not want to fight for me.

"You are my mother!" I yelled. Tears were filling my eyes and I could not see clearly what her expression was but I didn't need to see because I knew that she was calm and she was normal