**Elizabeth’s POV**
Without a moment’s hesitation, I stormed into the guest room and slammed the door behind me, the sound reverberating off the walls like a thunderclap.
“Don't break down the door; this isn’t your house!" May's voice rang out, sharp and biting.
“You don't have to be so mean, you know," I heard Sebastian interject softly, trying to calm the tension.
"What? She isn't welcome here, so don’t let her think she is," May retorted, each word dripping with disdain.
The room enveloped me in warmth, a cozy sanctuary tailored for the chilly day outside, yet it did little to erase the gnawing feeling of being an unwelcome intruder. Every glimpse of May only deepened my longing for my dad. It was a cruel thought that clawed at my mind, but I couldn’t help but imagine a world where
