In the living room, my mother-in-law and sister-in-law glared at me like I was some kind of criminal.
Alfie’s brows furrowed. “Where is she?”
His mother scoffed and said coldly, “She ran off.”
My sister-in-law sneered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Thanks to someone, she couldn’t even stay another minute. What a nightmare! Can’t even have a peaceful New Year.”
“As if causing trouble all the time wasn’t enough, you also have to drive a wedge between Alfie and Mom. And now, on a rare holiday when we finally get to be home, you just have to make things worse,” she added, rolling her eyes upward.
Alfie yanked me toward the door, determined to go after Shirley. His grip was firm, leaving no room for resistance.
“When we find her, you better apologize,” he ordered. “How could you be like this? You just had to drive her away, didn’t you? And now, in this freezing weather, she’s out there all alone.”
I had had enough. I ripped my arm away from him.
“Oh, now you care about the cold?” I shot back. “Did you ever stop to think that I’m carrying your child?”