Chapter 111

I pushed through the doors of the packhouse, my heart racing. The air inside was thick with tension. Sara's voice, sharp and wounded, echoed down the hall, and I could hear Adonis, his booming tone rising and falling like he was trying to get a handle on his emotions. But that was the problem—he never could when it came to Sara. “You are banished and I don’t want a daughter like you. I already have one.” Adonis’ voice came through. "Why, Adonis?" I heard her shout. "Why was it always her?" I rushed forward, finding them in the main room, facing off like two storms about to collide. Sara’s face was flushed with anger, her eyes blazing. Adonis stood tall, his hands trembling as they gripped the back of a chair, the weight of his guilt bearing down on him. Ryan caught my eye from the corner of the room, standing quietly, watching the unfolding disaster with that steady calm of his. He gave me a small nod, urging me forward. "It was never—" Adonis started, but Sara cut him off. "No! Don’t