Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 170

Alexander’s car screeched to a stop in front of his mother’s estate, his heart hammering in his chest.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he spotted Emm’s car parked in the driveway. His breath hitched, his anxiety skyrocketing.

So she’d heard, too and she has come as soon as she was possible

His chest tightened as the familiar pangs of guilt and regret clawed at him.

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Was his mother really gone without knowing her grandkids? His aw clenched as he thought of his mother’s endless love for him, her sacrifices, and the one thing she had always wanted: grandchildren. He had robbed her of the joy of knowing Emily and Ethan, of watching them grow, all because of his blind anger and pride.

The weight of his mistake hit him like a tidal wave.

How was he to make it right now?

Alexander swallowed the lump in his throat, pushed the car door open and bolted toward the entrance.

His heart raced with every step, attempting to outrun the dread building inside him. His footsteps echoed like the ticking of a time bomb, each step pulling him closer to what he thought was an inevitable moment of grief and despair.

He burst through the front doors, his eyes scanning the entry for a crying Emma or anxiously pacing Vivian. But, nothing could have prepared him for the scene that greeted him inside.

he froze in his

mom, ALIVE. She sat on a huge rug in the middle of the living room, her face glowing with real happiness while she played with two familiar

room, a melody Alexander hadn’t heard in what felt like a lifetime. It was a sight so pure, so unexpected, that it knocked the breath

chest growing tighter with emotions he couldn’t define. And there came a

he knew about his twins, his

did not know how long he stood there staring, but finally, five pairs of eyes turned

soft brown eyes widened in surprise, while Ethan’s bright gaze lit up with excitement. Emma sat frozen, her face turning red. She hadn’t expected him to show at

Vivian’s face that caught

rose to her feet, smoothing out imaginary dust off her skirt, her signature mischievous smile plastered on her

quiet storm of emotions

he could dwell on his thoughts, a vibrant voice pierced the air, filled with

Chapter 170

“Mr. Handsome!”

direction, his heart skipping a

already up, running towards him with

instantly, and he fell to his knees and swung Ethan up in a warm, heart–melting

tightly, his voice soft

back just enough to look him in the eyes with bright eyes

his heart ached with a bittersweet joy. He touched Ethan’s small face, his thumb brushing the softness of the boy’s cheek. “It’s an

tightly once more, saying, “Mom said we can