“W-what are you saying, mum?”

Trembling in disbelief, I asked her.

“Just who does he think he is, to show up anytime?!”

“That bastard.” I seethed, with angry tears filling my eyes.

Thinking he could show up again. Making us to think he cared, then leaving again.

“You need to calm down, dear. He was sorry that you had to go to the choosing. Your dad aims to make peace with us.” Mum said.

Peace?

“There is no peace, mum. Not with us, his second family. He should look for peace with his first.”

I said, looking around at the happy guests. Caspian was with some group of men, I...