Upstairs in his new bedroom, Eren was losing his mind. He paced back and forth across the polished wooden floor, his boots making heavy, rhythmic thuds. His hands were curled into tight fists, his knuckles turning white.How could she do this? After every single night of crying, after every bruised arm, every broken promise, his mother had just welcomed that bastard back into her life with open arms.A burning rage flared up in his chest. Eren slammed his fist into the air, wanting nothing more than to smash the nearest wall to pieces. But he caught himself, taking a ragged breath. He couldn't lose control. Not now, when everything was finally shifting in his favor."How can she forgive him?" Eren whispered, staring at his reflection in the dark windowpane. "When my real father was alive, the smallest mistake was enough for Mother to pack up and leave him."His blue eyes darkened with bitter resentment. "But this man... he has beaten her, stolen from us, and ruined every chance we eve