Chapter 260

[Cordelia]

Atlas called my Dad. Of all the people I expected to see on my wedding day, he was not on the list.

Stephen Greyson, the man who helped raise me but was never really my father. This man and his wife, Meghan, let me believe for 25 years that I was their daughter and that because I couldn't live up to their expectations of being just like my "sister" Angelica, never good enough.

"Why are you here, Mr. Greyson," I cross my arms glaring at both Atlas and the man I once called father, equally upset with both of them. "You aren't welcome."

He holds out his hands, in one of them is a velvet box not unlike the one that Magnus sent me. "Cordelia," his tone is sad. "Please, give me a chance to explain."

Atlas leans in. "It's your call. If you want me to make him leave I will."

I didn't think it was possible to love Atlas more than I already did. I was wrong.

"I'll speak to him," I concede.

Mr. Greyson's tight posture eased.

"But that doesn't mean you get to stay," I express with