*** (Becca's POV) (Same Evening)
"Ryan! Why would you grant her wishes, of leaving Belfare?!" My mother's voice cried in their bedroom, and her voice cracked even through the door. I heard her slam something hard on the floor, and I winced as I've never heard my mother lose her temper.
Listening closely to Father's response, I leaned closer, careful to avoid the handle, taking in a deep breath. A month after telling Father, my plans, he's finally telling her, and this is her reaction. A tear slipped down my cheek as I clenched my hand into a ball, taking in another deep breath.
"Eleanor." He spoke in a rough voice, and she stopped in her tracks, most likely glaring at him, but stopped to listen. "Since she received the title, she's has felt restricted, where she barely reach out to her parents, the castle has become a second home for her.
