When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 455 Mom’s Back and She’s Loud

Chapter 455 Mom’s Back and She’s Loud

Natalie quickly jumped up to ease the tension.

“Mom, what are you doing out of bed? The doctor said you need more rest, and-”

“Natalie, sit down.”

Ruby’s voice carried a force that filled the room.

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Natalie froze mid–sentence. She opened her mouth to say more, but Flynn tugged her sleeve, pulling her back down beside him.

“Flynn, what’s going on?” she whispered.

“Quiet. Don’t say a word.”

Flynn seemed almost too familiar with this kind of situation.

Natalie hadn’t been home long, so she had no idea how to handle it; she decided it was safer to just listen to her brother. Waylon, seeing Ruby approach, instinctively tried to step back.

“Stand right there! Waylon, I dare you to take one more step!”

Ruby’s fury burned so hot it seemed to reach the ceiling. That trash. He’s been lying to me all these years!

this angry in decades. After witnessing her years of depression and near–suicidal despair, he had almost forgotten that Ruby had once been fierce–a woman

her like this again made his

wrong. If you want to hit me, yell at me–whatever

eyes

been more than twenty years since she’d felt anything

gray; all her senses had dulled until sadness

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felt as if she’d

you’d better explain yourself right

grabbed Waylon by the ear, and shouted

begged for mercy. “Ow, ow, my dear–take it easy! The kids are right here; can you at least let me keep a

child I carried, the one I treasured–you just decided to send him away? Fine, sending him off to serve the country I can understand! But you lied to me–you staged

eyes flushed red

Flynn shook his head sharply, signaling her to

older brother’s

The

about how his children were reacting. The moment

they rarely come back. My sister’s been in that research institute her whole life–I don’t even know what she looks like now. If you’d known Moses was still alive, you would’ve spent your whole life waiting for him, hoping he’d come home; but he never could. That kind of hope would’ve destroyed you. I thought… short pain was better than long pain. If you believed he was gone, you wouldn’t have to live

him for ten months and nearly died giving birth to him! What right did you have to keep me from knowing if he was alive or dead? Even if I could never see him again, at least I’d know he was alive

into a sob as she pounded her