Exiled for the Truth

Jaxon turned his head stiffly, his cheek still red and swollen, and met Corinne's eyes. She looked at him with such hatred, as if he were her worst enemy, not her own son.

Jaxon felt as if needles were stabbing into his heart, the pain far worse than the slap on his face. "Mom."

"Don't call me Mom," Corinne snapped, her face full of disappointment. "I don't have a useless son who can't even tell r