Luther POV

The moment I walked into the living room and saw the two of them standing opposite each other, I knew something was about to explode. The air was thick… heavy with that quiet kind of war women wage with their eyes long before words even start flying. Rose stood her ground, her jaw tight, while Marylin’s smirk told me she was enjoying every second of it.

I paused at the doorway for a second, letting the silence stretch before I spoke. “What’s going on here?”

My tone was ...