“I’ll be honest, I think all that time abroad has soiled your couth. It’s a good thing you’re home now and won’t be returning,” he says, his smile vanishing by the end of his sentence. Steph gulps roughly but doesn’t speak as Christopher yet again switches targets. Lucky me, I think I’m next. “So, Skyla. If it’s not too traumatic for you, I’d like to talk about what happened with Corwin.” “I don’t think that’s nec—” Asher starts but is silenced with a bang of Christopher’s fist against the table. “I don’t believe I addressed you, boy,” he spits.
