Oh yeah. No, there would be no daughter close to let alone touch mother right now. Lizzie was too wound up for that so she perched herself on one of the high backed chairs. She let her overnight bag sit on the floor next to her...just in case.
"Oh, I figured," Lizzie said in response. "Just proves how much of an asshole he is that he jumped over you to tell me." The bastard had been really smug about it, too. Why couldn't one of the cool Mikaelsons be here to keep him in line. Obviously, Hope's mom couldn't.
"I'm kinda thinking there would have to be a whole forest of leaves for him to turn over before this could be called a redemption story, mom."