Naomi Shaw was still talking on the other end of the line, but Byron had already hung up.
'That sister of his only knew how to cause trouble.'
Georgia Thorne didn't have much to pack, just a few clothes.
She handed the signed divorce papers to Byron. "I've already signed them."
Byron turned his head, glanced at the papers, and shot up from the sofa. "You're moving out. Is it because of my sister?"
"I know you can't stand my sister. If you don't want to see her, I promise I'll make sure you never have to see her again!"
"It's not that!" Georgia denied softly. "I just feel bad about imposing on you any longer!"
Byron was speechless.
'Impose? They were family, related by blood.'
After all this time, Georgia still treated them like outsiders, shutting them out of her heart.
"Where's the apartment you rented? I'll take you there!" Byron seemed resigned as he bent down to take Georgia's luggage, but she dodged him. "There's no need. I can get there myself!"
