Ava's lips pressed into a tight pout. Her irritation was unmistakable as she shot a sharp glance at Dylan. "What kind of brother are you?" she snapped. "Shouldn't you be taking care of her? She is pregnant, for God's sake!"
Dylan opened his mouth to reply but found himself at a loss for words. Her accusation left him fumbling for a defense.
"You are such a disappointment," she continued reprimanding him. "At least try to show some care for your sister."
Dylan scratched his head awkwardly, inwardly cringing. He regretted sending that message to Lilianna earlier. She wouldn't have canceled to come with them if he hadn't convinced her to bow out of the plan. "Lilianna wanted us to go," he murmured hesitantly, barely meeting Ava's eyes. "I didn't know how to refuse her. I thought she'd be upset."
Ava rolled her eyes with exasperation as she climbed into the car. "I'm not going anywhere," she declared firmly. "Take me back home."
