Isabella started to cry, wrapping her arms tighter around Alice. Alice just stroked her head, shooting me a look that said, See? She loves me.
I ignored Alice. "Go wait outside."
She reluctantly pulled away, sobbing softly. When she was gone, I slammed the door shut.
Alice immediately dropped the sweet act. The fake tears dried up, and her face hardened.
"That was cruel, Astor," she snapped, sitting up slightly. "You couldn't let us have a moment?"
I walked to the end of her bed, crossing my arms. "Stop the theatrics, Alice. You know why I brought her here."
"I really missed her," Alice insisted, though her voice lacked any real pain. "I can’t bear to live without my daughter—"
"Save it," I cut her off. "You missed her, but you were perfectly fine putting her in danger by hiding whe
