"Oh, I definitely noticed," I replied, sitting on the edge of the bed while he poured himself a drink.
"I can’t wait for them to just get out of our lives," he said, frustration in his voice.
"Or maybe this is your opportunity to mend things with your family," I suggested.
"Maybe I don’t want to! There’s been too much bad blood between us already," he shot back.
"You’re family, Axel. It might take time, but it’s the right thing to do," I urged gently.
"What are you? My conscience?" he asked, rolling his eyes as I shot him a glance.
"Well, someone has to be," I replied, trying to maintain my composure.
"I can't stand them being here!" he yelled, throwing his glass across the room in frustration.
"Alright, but why are you yelling at me?" I asked, attempting to understand.
"Because I
