Tom's eyes darkened.
"I don't care, sweetie. It means you would have freed me from my chains. But imagine how Winn is going to feel when he finds out about what you have done. Who do you really think can hurt him deeper? Me or you?"
"You are a terrible father." She turned away and walked briskly toward her mother who fussed over cutlery and floral centerpieces. Helping Anna was easier than sparring with the devil she called her father.
By the time the grandfather clock tolled nine, anticipation was already thick in the air. Winn arrived, the front door swinging open. Beside him was Ivy, radiant in a deep green dress.
Anna nearly dropped the napkin she was folding. She rushed to the living room. Before Winn could even say a word, Anna's entire face lit up. Star-struck, teary-eyed.
