“Apologize to Julian right now, or I swear I’ll make you regret it! You have one minute, or you’ll never see your daughter again!”
I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, as if I’d just heard the most absurd joke in the world.
Julian shot me a cold smile. “I want him to kneel before me.”
Seeing this, Nora turned to me again, her voice rising. “Ian, are you deaf? Apologize to Julian! Don’t make me take our daughter away!”
I met her gaze, unflinching. “And what if I don’t?”
“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance!” she snapped, pulling out her phone and dialing her mother’s number.
“Mom, where are you? Bring Eva back to your place right now.”
On the other end of the line, her mother hesitated before finally speaking. “Nora, where have you been? Why didn’t you come when Eva was cremated today?”
