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.”

I had anticipated this plea, but my decision remained the same. “You have two days to make arrangements. I’ll assist you in finding a place, if necessary, but you cannot stay here any longer.” My voice softened slightly as I added, “This isn’t just about yesterday, Samuel. It’s about everything leading up to it. Your mother deserves peace in her home.”