"I SAID ENOUGH!"
Charles's thunderous roar reverberated through the room as he slammed both hands down on the table for the second time. The force of his outburst sent plates clattering and silverware dancing, creating a symphony of chaos.
Everly's attention snapped to her father, who in the mere two days they'd known each other, had already shouted "enough" three times, effectively putting a halt to their never-ending family drama.
Seriously? Can't this father of mine come up with anything else to say? If he utters that word one more time, I'm seriously considering handing out personalized plates emblazoned with "ENOUGH" to every single person in this house.
Everly couldn't help but mentally poke fun at Charles, a coping mechanism in the face of the overwhelming shock of discovering the sudden existence of a fiancé she knew nothing about.
