Chapter One- Hundred And Eleven

Still awaiting an answer to his knock, he looked around, searching for something that might have a relationship with him.

His dexterity was thrilled something caught his attention; his eyes dropped at a lady. Her eyes were brown, and she had thrilling eyelashes, which Ryan remembered to be her signature. She was putting on a long gown, sitting pretty perfectly on her body.

"Ryan," The woman’s voice jotted Ryan from the look he had locked on the woman.

He smiled, moving towards her. He had hoped she was the one, her mother.

He had seen her in pictures, but this woman right here was pretty younger than whom he had seen in pictures.

They both closed the distance between them. Tons and tons of thoughts were rushing through Ryan’s mind. Tears began to form in his eyes, he blinked repeatedly to keep the tears from dropping.

She pulled him tightly to herself.

That was it! Oh my!!! He felt it. That mother-son connection. He felt it. It was real. The blood spoke! Undeniably.

Tears of j