"Give Ashlyn to me," Greyson said sternly. It was not even a request but a demand. "You are not capable of taking care of her."
Ashlyn hugged Ranon even tighter. She buried her face against the crook of his neck. "No, I will take care of her."
Greyson shook his head. "You will not be able to do that. You can't even take care of yourself."
However, instead of arguing with Greyson, Ranon entered Ashlyn's bedroom and locked the door.
He could hear Laurel tell Greyson to leave and not to think about taking Ashlyn away.
"I am her grandfather!" Greyson was adamant. "I have the right to take my granddaughter!"
"And Ranon is her father!" Laurel shouted back.
"Do you think he is capable of being a father right now? Who are you trying to fool?!"
The shouting match continued for a while before Greyson finally left. He was unable to convince Ranon to go out of Ashlyn's bedroom.
