The physician thought it was a miracle, until he saw Ren's teeth. When he called him an abomination, I was ready to leave, no matter that I was seconds away from dying of blood loss.
But Pedro stopped me. He curbed the rumors and kept my secret. He'd never had children of his own, having had a severe prostate cancer when he was younger that had his member cut off.
He loved Ren.
He cared for me. I married him because he promised security for Ren. He never touched me. Never demanded a single thing from me. Just that someone was there to hold his hand when the cancer finally won.
And I was.
In a way, Katherine was right. All the love I had left in me was channeled towards my son. If I had to kill to protect him, I would. If I had to become a stone cold bitch, I would.
