Chaim's POV
Dad's fury fills the entire room like a storm ready to break. His anger runs so deep that even Mom struggles to bring him back from the edge. I can see her working to reach past his rage, past the beast that threatens to surface.
"Simon, breathe with me. We're going to fix what they broke. Every single person who betrayed us will face consequences." Mom's voice carries the gentle authority that only she possesses.
She wraps herself around him, her small frame pressed against his broad chest. Dad buries his face in the curve of her neck, and gradually his overwhelming presence begins to settle. It takes a while of her steady breathing and whispered reassurances before he's able to step back from the precipice.
