Everly opened her mouth to argue, but I raised a hand to stop her. “No more words, Everly. I understand you’re protective of your child, but this was too far. You owe her an apology, but more importantly, you owe her respect.”

The silence between us was thick, punctuated only by the distant tolling of the grandfather clock in the hallway. Samuel, who had always been more of a peacekeeper than a fighter, finally spoke up. “Dad, we need a bit of time, please. We have a newborn and nowhere else to go.”