I walked back toward him.
“I’m becoming very clear.”
I shifted Ivy higher against my shoulder.
“I am not leaving until Julian looks me in the eye and tells me he does not want his daughter.”
Richard’s hand tightened around the doorframe.
“Claire—”
A voice came from inside.
“Dad.”
Richard went completely still.
Footsteps approached.
Then the voice came again.
“Move.”
Richard stepped aside.
And Julian walked onto the porch.
