"Mum!" I yelled against better judgement or rationality, my eyes wide as I ran to pick up the phone. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this to us?"
"Shut up, Iris. I have birth to you. I made you! How dare you choose a man over me? And that bastard with no real origins, too?"
"Nikolai is ten times the person you are, mom. You made me, but he treats me like a person. You made me, but I can be myself around him!"
"Yourself? A f*****g w***e?"
"Mum..."
"Come back home, she said with a tone of finality, or I will make sure he rots in jail, I swear."
I closed my eyes, tears filling them, my chest heaving hard.
"Iris," Nikolai said, as his hand slowly rested on my shoulder. I shook my head, reaching a resolve as I pulled the phone to my ear.
"Stay away from us, Meghan. Stay
