Evelyn arrived with her signature pie, her demeanor unreadable. As she approached, Sophie instinctively darted behind Michael, peering around his legs with curious eyes. Michael knelt, whispering reassuring words to her.
Evelyn: “Hello, Sophie.”
Sophie clutched Michael’s leg tighter, her trust in Evelyn shattered, her little heart unsure. Seeing this, I realized how deep the damage was, how Evelyn’s actions had planted seeds of doubt and insecurity in our daughter’s mind.
