"What's wrong with that rebellious she-wolf Evelyn?!" George roared. "I message her, and she doesn't even bother replying. Does she even see me as her father?"
Nina handed him a glass of water, her voice soothing. "Dad, don't get worked up. Maybe Evelyn just doesn't want to see me."
She put on a wounded look. "I don't know what she said to Ryan, but even Elliot's been cold to me lately."
She pointed to the red mark on her cheek, still stinging from Elliot's slap.
Marianne's heart ached, pulling Nina into a hug. "I'll call Ryan and make him come back. Elliot, too. They'll bring Evelyn, and they'll all apologize to you."
Ryan, meanwhile, was drowning in regret.
Over and over, he questioned himself—had everything he'd done these past three years been wrong?
Every time he closed his eye
