As if even looking at them would taint her eyes, Eliana stepped back inside and slammed the door shut again.

"Eli—!" Victoria raised her hand, ready to call out again, but all she faced was a solid oak door. Her heart breaking, tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Eli. I really know I was wrong. I'm so sorry."

George, who had always been proud and arrogant, now stood shamefully silent, rejected by his own daughter. What right did he have to complain about her ...