Kier

"You're late," my dad said the moment I stepped into the dining room, barely a second after spotting me.

I rolled my eyes and glanced at Genesis, who sat in the chair closest to him. She looked at me, then quickly looked away, her eyes dropping to her plate.

I tore my gaze from her and looked toward Donald at the head of the table. Without a word, I moved to the seat opposite her and sat down.

"And you're still here, Father? I thought you'd have left by now."

I smiled at him, but it didn’t reach my eyes. I snuck another glance at my wife, who still...