Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Cameron suddenly pushed her away, his tone harsh. "Greta, show some respect for yourself, and for me. Yes, we used to love each other, but I married Nellie. She's the only one I care about now."

Before Greta could reply, Kristina burst in, voice sharp and commanding. "Cameron, you know the doctors said your condition will only get worse. Soon, you won't even be able to take care of yourself. Greta doesn't care, she still wants to marry you. That's a blessing, don't turn your back on it. Or do you think I should be the one to spoon-feed you for the rest of your life? I raised you, and now you want to tie me down until the end? You're dragging me down, Cameron-how can you expect that of me?"

Kristina's words stung, the room crackling with tension.

Cameron opened his mouth, but the words caught in his throat. He finally sighed, sounding defeated. "Mom, I promise-even if I can't take care of myself, I won't be your burden."

"Easy to say," Kristina snapped. She strode over and forced Cameron and Greta's hands together. "If you two are together, maybe then I can finally breathe."

Cameron pulled away, voice tight with frustration. "Mom, please, let me keep some dignity."

Kristina's patience snapped. "Dignity? You want dignity? And what about me? Look at you now has your father even bothered to check on you?"

Her voice broke as she continued. "Let me tell you something: your father left me a long time ago. He has another family now. I wanted to confront him, but because of your career, I swallowed my pride and stayed silent."

Tears streamed down Kristina's face. "Do you have any idea what it's been like for me? I'm losing my mind here."

Cameron went pale, the shock aging him in an instant, lines deepening around his eyes.

mouth, her

head, surrendering to reality. "I'm sorry, Mom. I'll do as you say.

over Kristina's face. "That's better. With Greta to look after you, I don't

the room, leaving

Greta, guilt heavy in his eyes. "Greta, I'll only end up holding you

I was

down, her voice

know my heart belongs to Nell. I don't love you. Marrying me would be

her cheeks. "It

leaned in and kissed

Anger blazed in his eyes. "Greta, Nell

Greta's face, her voice thick with humiliation. "I just love

always have. Even after you married Nellie,

at her, shock and realization dawning on his face. His fists clenched. "Tell

couldn't hide how I

Rage overcame Cameron. He