Her mother stared at her, wide-eyed and irritant. Her father was smirking at her with triumphant expectancy, waiting for her to give in, because she always did.
And it tripped out of her, stumbling and falling, because there was no way in hell she would apologise to him.
"No! No, I will not apologise, Mum! I can't apologize for what I haven't done, which is give in and let this bastard take over our lives! I won't give in, I will fight him for my life, because he doesn't deserve to see my face, let alone hear my apologies!"
She spat at their feet, and stalked off.