"I'm not going to make a scene in front of your guests, no matter how much you want me to. I apologize for my difficult daughter, Rohan, but it was nice to see you again." She turned away. "Now I need to speak with the caterers."

"For fuck's sake, Mom, I'm not being difficult. You're being a bitch."

She flinched like I'd slapped her. "I'm sorry you feel that way." She strode off, holding a hand up to Ari, who'd arrived.

I muttered a curse, curling in on myself. ...