Rhoda's POV
Lucian rolled his wheelchair into our bedroom, his expression dark with suppressed rage.
Ethan hastily followed him, concern etched on his face but I had no time to stay behind him
I need answers.
Without hesitation, I took the stairs two at a time my heart pounding.
Mr Kenneth was already at his bedroom door, his hand gripping the handle but the moment he saw me, his fingers twitched hesitating for just a second before he tried to slam the door shut
I acted on instinct
I stepped forward, jamming my four between the four and the frame before he could shut me out.
Pain s**t up my leg but I ignored it.
“Dad,x I called my voice strained with determination.
He didn't respond. He refused to meet my gaze acting as if I weren't even there.
“Aren't you supposed to be conso
