Chapter 1: The Table That Broke First
I drew her close against me and rose to my feet.
Richard gestured sharply toward the hallway.
"Take her and go.
This is my house."
Something inside me suddenly turned cold.
I slid both hands beneath the banquet table and overturned it.
Crystal shattered across the floor.
Plates clattered down beside it.
Christmas dinner spilled everywhere as I turned and stared straight at Richard.
"Why don't I remember this ever being your house?"
The smug look vanished from his face.
For a brief moment, confusion flickered across his expression.
Then unease took its place.
Daniel murmured from behind him.
May you like
"Emma…
don't say anything else."
