AmeliaBut I need to be careful not to alert Sapphira. Schooling my expression, I tuck my phone back into my pocket and lower myself to pick my daughter up. “Sage, honey…” I call faster than I mean to. “Do you want to go get ice cream at the park?”Sage smiles widely, her eyes lighting up. “Yes! Strawberry ice cream!”“Let’s go get some, okay?” I say, hoping I appear calm enough not to raise any suspicions from Sapphira.She’s looking at me weirdly, but I keep my eyes on Sage, reluctantly brightening up with a smile. Sage nods cooperatively. “Okay, Mommy,” she says, and I start turning around, ready to flee to safety with my daughter.But we’re barely steps away from the living room, when a hand reaches out and snatches the phone from my pocket.I gasp, swiveling with urgency to retrieve my phone, but I’m too late. Sapphira intently scrolls through the messages on my phone and lets out a tired sigh. In a flash, the sullen expression she had previously falls away like a torn mask. She
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