"We do," Victor agreed. "Be right back, honey." He kissed Kat's shoulder and rose, heading into the kitchen.
"I still can't believe me lets me anywhere near you. Or your daughter. Not after what he saw."
"He saw a young woman in a terrible situation, doing what she had to do to survive," Victor said, returning and pushing a plate of mashed potatoes and schnitzel into her hands. "Kat, you think you could handle some mashed potatoes?" There was worry in his eyes now, and Julia stayed quiet.