"I don't even know what you're busy with all day. You can't even be bothered to show up to your own kid's parent-teacher conference. What kind of mother does that? Audrey steps in out of the goodness of her heart, and you have the nerve to hit her?"
I staggered to my feet, wiping the blood from my face.
A bitter laugh clawed its way out of my throat. Then another. And another.
"Edmund. Is this some kind of game to you?"
"If I'm not fit to be a mother, then what about you? A liar who manipulated someone's feelings? A monster with his own child's blood on his hands? You're even less fit to be a father!"
Edmund's expression shifted. He opened his mouth to speak.
"Edmund, Felix is still waiting for us." Audrey sidled up to him, her voice dripping honey. "Don't leave the poor boy alone. Let's go, okay?"
She pouted, shifting her weight. "I wore heels today. My feet are killing me."
Edmund nodded. He tossed one last remark over his shoulder at me.
"I have no idea what you're even talking about. Audrey has more sense than you ever will."
"Since you hate going to Felix's school events so much, don't bother anymore. Audrey will handle it from now on."