"I am Ace's mother." Lady Ravenwood repeated after seeing the shocked look on my face.
I blinked several times, slowly digesting her words.
"But… But… you're too young to be his mother."
"I will take that as a compliment, Phoenix." She smiled humbly, her eyes twinkling.
"Yes, that's a compliment. You appeared around your 30's to me."
"Thank you dear, by the way I'm 39." She mumbled and elegantly sat on the chair beside the bed.
"Ace never told me about you…. I mean he did not particularly say you're his mother." By the mention of it, I witnessed the twinkle in her sapphire eyes dissolved. It was replaced with a shadow of loneliness and pain.
I bit my lower lip. I shouldn't say the words aloud. She was hurt. If only I could take my words back.
"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said it." I said apologetically.
Claire shook her head and forced a smile on her lips, the smile barely reached her eyes. "You don't have to say sorry. I know my son hates me."
