Audrey sat with her laptop closed across her knees.
“What about Mom?”
“Your mom wants California.”
“And Mia and Lucy?”
“They’re young. They’ll adjust.”
I remained in the hallway.
Graham continued.
“You could stay with me. I’ll renovate the upstairs suite for you. And when you’re seventeen, I’ll get you whatever car you want.”
Audrey stared at him.
“So Mom takes my sisters?”
“Yes.”
“And I stay here?”
“Exactly.”
“Why?”
Graham frowned.
“Because I’m giving you a choice.”
“No. Why aren’t you asking Mia and Lucy to stay too?”
“They’re younger.”
“That isn’t an answer.”
His expression tightened.
Audrey leaned forward.
“You cheated on Mom, Dad. Now you’re asking me to split up with my sisters because you don’t want all of us moving.”
“That’s not what I’m doing.”
“It literally is.”
“Audrey—”
She interrupted him.
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