Chapter 64 64

Jacob’s POV

“Well, aren’t you cold to your mother…” Anabel’s usual singing voice has bitterness mixed into it.

I stood up to kiss her cheeks but the pout in my mother’s lips didn’t fade.

“I’m visiting you now, mother.” I remind her. “Where’s dad?”

A small ‘hmp’ came out of her lips and motioned for...

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