There was no way for Georgia to escape again. She took in a deep breath as she clenched her fist, then slowly, she moved her leg towards where her father sat. She could feel her heart thumping loudly against her ribcage.
It was too late to turn around. Too late to pretend her heart wasn’t in pieces.
She took a shaky breath and stepped forward. “I… I’m back.”
Her father didn’t move. “So I see.”
Georgia swallowed, forcing her voice to steady. “It’s over. The marriage. He...he never loved me. Not really.”
Her brother scoffed, low and sharp. “You think?”
Georgia’s shoulders stiffened. “I didn’t come here for a lecture, Mark.”
“No? Because we gave you one. A whole book’s worth, actually. And you still went ahead.”
“Mark.” Her father’s voice was quiet but firm.
Mark leaned forward. “No
