My Daughter Called Another Woman Mommy
Kaliyah turns to him, her lips tightening with clear disapproval; “But Hardin, she’s done nothing wr—”
“I think I’m capable of handling my family, mother,” Hardin cuts in, giving her a hard stare. “Cora is my daughter, and she will do as I say.”
“But daddy…” Cora whimpers, her chin wobbling. “Mommy was rude to Ms. Sophie first.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
I’ve never heard Hardin speak to his daughter in this tone before. Cora is a daddy’s girl through and through. He’s always gentle with her, but this time, there’s no trace of warmth in his voice.