me.
The moment Sophie saw her, her face crumpled.
“I think she needs her mother,” I said.
Mia was already moving forward.
The two girls met in the doorway, with the baby between them.
Later that night, Sophie and I sat together at the kitchen table.
There was still one truth she needed to hear from me.
“Your father never knew about Mia.”
Sophie stared at me.
“You didn’t know either?”
“No.”
Her eyes filled.
“I spent the entire summer lying to you. I thought I was protecting everyone.”
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