ANNA'S POV

“You’re still not getting the point, Margaret. You lied to us, kept something this important from all of us, and still went ahead to make the decision without us.”

Dad’s voice grew louder the closer I got to their room. His words were sharp, clipped with frustration, and by the time I reached the door, there was no doubt in my mind that whatever argument was happening inside had already gone far beyond calm discussion.

“I didn’t lie to anyone,” Mom fired back immediately. “I didn’t just tell you people, and I already said I feel horrible for doing that. But you can’t tell me that we would...