When we reached the hallway, she turned toward Lily.
“Come here.”
My daughter froze.
I stepped between them.
“You do not speak to her.”
“I am her grandmother.”
“You were.”
That was when Evelyn finally lost control.
Her face twisted with rage.
“You ungrateful fool. I allowed you to return here after your marriage failed.”
“You did not allow anything,” I replied. “Dad did.”
“This is my home.”
“It was Dad’s property. Then it became Lily’s protection. You used it as a weapon.”
Natalie began crying.
