I ARRIVED AT MY BEACH HOUSE EXPECTING PEACE-YILUX

now.

No anger.

Just something colder.

Megan stared at him.

“You can’t be serious,” she said.

“I am,” he replied.

“This is my family,” she snapped.

“And that,” he said, “is my mother’s house.”

The words landed like a line being drawn.

Clear.

Final.

Irreversible.

“You said we could use it,” Megan pushed.

“I said for a weekend,” he shot back. “Not this. Not… this.continue reading …