“Get out. And take that child with you.”
Mr. Curtis’s words struck like a whip. But his tone was not laced with malice toward the innocent baby but with deep, burning contempt for the man before him. His eyes were cold and unyielding as every syllable weighted with finality.
“Don’t show yourself here ever again,” he continued, his voice rising, “and stay away from my daughter.”
Kai staggered a step forward as desperation began leaking from every pore. “Sir, please, I—”
“I said get out!” Mr. Curtis roared, his anger slicing through the room. The force of his voice made everyone flinch that made the siblings shrink back. Mrs. Curtis gasped in shock and Abigail’s breath caught in her throat. The sudden burst of hostility rattled even the walls of the humble home.
The infant, startled by
