Chapter 184: side story- Andrew and Dianna
Andrew felt like the time passed too quickly. He couldn’t really remember the time as it passed. He was so focused on the little things. On spending time with his Mom, on the classes she forced him to take, on the outings she forced him to go to with his university friends.
He honestly couldn’t give a flying fuck about the people around him. He just wanted to make sure that she was supported, that she was well. His anger only burned brighter for the sperm donor that was his father as time continued to pass and he’d only send those damn fucking blue hydrangeas.
Twisting more and more blades into his Mom’s already damaged body. He just wanted that fucker to leave them alone. Andrew knew he was already disappointed he didn’t turn out like an alpha like him, so why couldn’t he just wipe his hands of them? Was it pride? Or something more nefarious?
He was already the reason that he was losing his Mom early, couldn’t the man take the hint and leave them both the fuck alone? Andrew had barely spoken to him when he had been around, and he certainly wasn’t going to speak to him now.
He remembered a moment when the fucker suggested that he could pay for surgery to correct his eyesight. He saw a kid having glasses as a flaw big enough to pay someone to operate on him. As a child. The man didn’t give a goddamn about them.
Andrew was still filled with rage thinking about how much his Mom had suffered through because of this man. And now he was taking her away from him.
He didn’t bring these thoughts up to his Mom. At least, he tried not to. He knew that it upset her to even talk about him, or at least when Andrew spoke about it. He hoped that she had friends at work that should talk about how much of a piece of shit he was. He truly prayed for it.
She was already working so hard for him, even as her body was beginning to fail her. She had to use a cane now, her left knee starting to go. Andrew was already getting the apartment ready for when they needed to get a wheelchair. He still lived at home, at his Mom’s insistence when he started school, but now he was grateful for it.
He was going to be her fulltime caregiver. There was no way he was going to allow anything else to do it since he was literally going to school to become a doctor. If he couldn’t help his Mom, he had no right to help anyone else’s family.