“Hi Dad.”
Liev looked up from where he sat behind his desk and leaned back, his eyes narrowing as he took in his daughter standing in the doorway as if she’d never left.
Hadlee could see the tension radiating off him. He wanted to get up and lunge at her and hold her tight, but he was angry. He was hurt. Many of the words she and Eric spoke over the last ten days were rolling in her brain right now. Her Dad believed she didn’t want to be an Orlov any longer.
“Hadlee. When did you get back?”
“Just now. The plane landed a short time ago and I asked Eric to bring me here first.”
“You’re well?”
“I am.” She blinked at how cool he was being with her.
“Good.” He looked back at his computer screen. “Your mother is upstairs if you want to see her.”
The way he was ignoring her as he began ty
