"Trespassers?!" Annalise hissed. "My daughter is engaged to you! I am your future mother-in-law―"
"Future," Matteo pointed out. "Right now, you are no one to me. Even after the unfortunate day I marry your daughter, you have no right to have any input in my life."
"Is this how you speak to your elders?" Annalise said, scoffing. "You were a good kid, Matteo. And now that you've grown, your wings have hardened, haven't they? It must be that little bitch you're keeping in your apartment that has been whispering things to you―"
"Whoever I keep in my apartment is none of your concern," Matteo reiterated. "Do watch your words carefully, or there wouldn't even be an engagement to speak of."
"You would dare cancel the engagement?" Annalise hissed. "After you… you… violated my daughter like that?"
"Violated?"