To Athena’s surprise, Tyler didn’t say a single word through the entire confrontation.
Grandma Edith stood up, intent on following her out.
“Athena, is there really no room to discuss this? We’re family. Surely we can talk it through.”
Marlon gently supported Grandma Edith, his expression softening as he looked at Athena.
“Yeah, sis, stay for a while, will you? Grandma’s been so worried about you. Even if you don’t like the Keller family, can’t you at least do it for her and have a real conversation with us?”
Athena stopped in her tracks. Tyler was gripping her hand so tightly it felt like he might crush her bones.
She frowned, trying to shake him off, but his grip only tightened.
Every instinct screamed at her—Tyler was dangerous right now.
Grandma Edith continued, her voice pleading, “Athena, we were wrong before. We thought that once your identity was clear, we could finally be a family again. I forgot how much you’ve been through—how much it’s changed you. At least let us try to make amends. I’ll have Marlon look out for you more from now on. You two haven’t seen each other in years, can’t you at least talk?”
Athena didn’t turn around. Her voice remained calm.
“Grandma Edith, I’m sorry. This is just… all too much for me today. I need to go home and rest. Let’s talk about the rest another time.”
“Of course, dear. You’re still recovering. Go get some rest.”
Tyler practically dragged her out. Once they were alone in the car, he suddenly seized her by the throat.
Athena’s cheeks flushed red as she struggled for breath, but she said nothing—she just stared at him.
His eyes were bloodshot with fury, but he didn’t let go.
It had taken Tyler’s people ages just to find a thread of evidence, and now, out of nowhere, Athena had gone and taken matters into her own hands. And in such a reckless way. People might see Grandma Edith as sweet now, but when Marlon wiped out the rest of the Keller family back then, she’d stayed silent.
If Athena’s deception was exposed, she wouldn’t last a day in Greenfield—she’d die here.
Tyler’s eyes stayed rimmed red. “You never trusted me, did you?”
Never believed he was trying. Never believed he was protecting her. Never believed he really cared.
“No.” Athena didn’t hesitate. She leaned back against the seat. “My plan’s already in motion. If anyone asks, just say I’ve always had the birthmark.”
“I’m not helping you, Athena.”
“If you expose me, Marlon will kill me. Unless you want to see me dead.”

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