CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V

We stayed in that position for a long time, Mom held me tightly also not letting go. Gradually she released me,

Tears slipping from her eyes, she smiled at me; her happy expression was enough to cure me of all the age long hatred. Giving way for her love

“I am sorry, I spoke to you that way. I always thought you did not want me.”