Yes, my fated mate loves my sister, and their infidelity has never been hidden from me.
When he found out that encounter got me pregnant, Ashton did everything he could to make me abort the pup. But I was determined to keep it, no matter what he said.
When Bryan was born, it became painfully clear that Ashton had no intention of being a father.
He never showed a single ounce of care for our son—not on his first birthday, not when he got sick, and not when his condition worsened.
Not even on the day Bryan died.
It was at that moment that I realized… loving him, staying with him, was no longer worth the pain.
—
By the time I reached the mansion, the rain had already stopped. I am here to gather Bryan's belongings.
Before I opened the front door, I paused, wiping away the last of my tears.
It didn't surprise me to find Ashton and Tiana in each other's arms, laughing and cuddling on the couch, completely unbothered by my presence.
The bastard's still unaware of his son's death.
Ashton looked up at me with irritation. "What are you staring at, Kathryn?"
Tiana tightened her hold around him, a smirk playing on her lips as she nestled closer. The sight made my stomach turn.
I forced a smirk, letting sarcasm drip from my voice. "This mansion has plenty of rooms. Surely you could find one for your make-out sessions."
Ashton shot to his feet, facing me with a scowl. "What the hell are you nagging about? I'm just tending to Tiana's battle injuries! Stop making a big deal out of nothing."
"I hope you don't mind Ashton doing this for me, sister," Tiana cooed, lips curled into a pout that only made her smugness more obvious.
I glanced at her, noticing the tiny scar on her arm—a scratch, something a simple bandage could handle. She could easily tend to it herself.
A bitter smirk tugged at my lips as memories came rushing back. I remembered the night I was attacked by a rogue, how life flashed before my eyes.
Desperately, I had tried to reach out to Ashton, mind-linking him repeatedly, only to be neglected and ignored.
My final attempt managed to connect, but before I could even plead for help, his furious voice cut through. "Stop bothering me, you Omega! Whatever you need from me isn't worth my time!"
I cried, "A rogue attacked me… I need your help—"
"Die if you must—I'll be happier if that's what happens!" He sneered, then blocked me from the link.