Elena’s POVThe sun was warm on my shoulders, and the air smelled like salt and fried dough. It was the kind of Saturday I used to dream about when I was locked behind the high walls of the Vane estate. Here, on this public beach, nobody knew my name. To the woman selling ice cream, I was just Sarah. To the librarian, I was the mother who always returned books on time. I sat on a thin towel, my eyes never leaving the water’s edge."Mama! Look! I’m a shark!" Leo came running toward me, his small legs pumping through the wet sand. He had a piece of grey driftwood held over his head like a fin. He was laughing, a bright, loud sound that made a few people nearby turn and smile. My heart did that familiar dance, half pride, half terror. Every time a stranger looked at him for too long, I wanted to grab him and run. "You’re a very scary shark, Leo," I said, reaching out to brush the sand off his cheek. "But even sharks need to put on more sunscreen."Leo wrinkled his nose. It was a sha
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