I steadied myself, shielding Lily in my arms, and met his glare without flinching.
"Maxwell, are you blind? Can't you see the blood on Lily's arm?"
He didn't spare Lily so much as a glance. All his attention went to gently wiping the tears from Antonia's face.
"Kids bump into things all the time. Antonia's fragile. You could've killed her hitting her like that."
"Apologize to her. Now."
I laughed. The kind of laugh that shook through my whole body.
"Maxwell, you want me to apologize to her? Over my dead body."
"From today on, it's either her or me in this house."
His expression darkened until it looked like a storm about to break.
"Amy, stop being unreasonable."
"Antonia's condition can't wait. At the charity gala next week, I'm going to formally announce that I'm taking her in as my sworn sister."
"At the same time, I'll announce that you're donating bone marrow to her. Consider it good karma."
"If you dare cause a scene at the gala, don't blame me for what happens next."
I stared at this man I'd shared a bed with for five years. He felt like a complete stranger.
"Maxwell, who do you think you are? God?"