Chapter 30

Kathryn’s father took Lyon's hand,, shaking firmly, his grip lingering just a moment longer than necessary. “I see you’ve made yourself comfortable,” he remarked, glancing at the spread on the table before returning his attention to Lyon.

“I guess you’re here for your wife?” he continued, his tone light but laced with something that wasn’t entirely welcoming.

Kathryn's mom stared angrily at him for welcoming Lyon so well, knowing fully well, what he had done.

The dining table was finally clear, and the clatter of plates being stacked and taken to the kitchen echoed faintly through the room. Lyon sat upright in his chair, his gaze shifting from...