C77 SERVING JUSTICE.

AVERY’S POV:

The enmity between us was thick enough to choke on—and I could feel every single eye in the room pinned on our collision. My voice cut through the tension like a razor.

"You're not my mother. As a matter of fact, I don’t think you’re even a mother. Which mother sleeps with her son-in-law?"

My words thundered over the murmurs