105 Ensuring Comfort

Ronan

My father’s face showed a mixture of shock and disappointment, clearly not expecting her to say that out loud. I stood there, my anger barely contained.

"This isn't about luck or short notice, Mother," I said, my voice tight. "Camila and Katya deserve to be treated with respect, not like they’re being given charity."

"A bunk bed with thin, worn-out mattresses?" I said, my voice laced with disbelief and anger.

"You are a wicked woman, Mother. What did they ever do to you? Even if Katya weren't in the picture, I would never have gotten along with your friend's daughter. And by the way, did Father tell you what your associations with the Semenovs have cost us? It has created a powerful enemy for our family. When will you stop, Mom? Will it be when I decide that I don’t want to have anything to do with you and choose to stay away?" My voice cracked with frustration. "Why can’t you see that these things matter to me?"

My mother stood there, shocked by my words, clearly not expecting s