Carmen held her ground, meeting his stare. “I thought maybe… it would give you closure. A chance to remember them in your own way.”
Romero’s eyes flashed with rage. “Closure? You think I need closure? Who asked you to do this? And why didn’t you consult me before taking it upon yourself to decide what I need?” he demanded, his words were sharp, slicing through the quiet room.
Carmen took a deep breath, trying to remain calm under his glare. “I just thought it was–”
“You thought?!” Romero interrupted, giving her no room for an explanation. “This isn’t your decision to make, Miss Know it all. Look, I didn’t bring you into my family’s business to start inflicting more pain on me.”