Sadie’s POV
He took in my response. "Where?"
"Out on the Blackwood property. Just a rental cabin."
A flicker of movement passed across his face. A shadow. "Blackwood property," he repeated.
"But it's only a cabin. It's not even close to the main property."
"That makes no difference. You do not reside on their soil. You do not venture into their lands."
"Dad, I've signed a contract–"
"Tear it up."
"You can't tear up a contract. I paid six months' rent upfront. I can't afford to lose that much money."
"You can't afford that sort of money because you squandered the rest of your life six years ago." The words came easily, an involuntary action of spite. He spoke them, and then something changed in his expression – a tightening along the line of his jaw, a hardening in the lines of his
