#Chapter 446: What Family Does

Nina I looked back and forth between my mother and my brother, feeling the weight of their hands in mine. “You’re joking,” my father said, sounding just as incredulous as I felt at that moment. “You’re staying here? Why?” “Because she’s my daughter,” my mother said, narrowing her eyes. “Blood or not, she’s mine. I won’t give her ultimatums.” “Mom, Tyler, you guys really don’t need to do this,” I said, my voice unsteady, looking from my mother to Tyler and then to Enzo, who was still standing silently by my side, his hand resting reassuringly on my back. But my mother just shook her head. “No, Nina,” she said firmly, her voice carrying a weight that commanded the room’s attention and took even my father by surprise. My mother was usually soft spoken these days, and her outbursts were few and far between. “I am standing by you.” “Angelica—” my father began, but my mother cut him off with a wave of her hand and a glint in her eyes that left no room for arguments. “No,