Marcie pulled back a bit, enough to smooth Kaden's hair back, to rest her hand on his cheek. The same cheek she'd slapped in her fit of rage. She took a deep breath, looking into his red-eyed, blotchy face.
"One last thing. I'm still going to be seeing Cathal as long as we're here. I know you hate the thought of it, but it's what I'm doing. You don't get to put me down because of it. No name calling. We clear?" Was this what being responsible and setting boundaries felt like? It felt weird, and kind of good.