The Last Smile She Misread
He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes burning with rage, and frantically called Mom.
At that moment, Mom was at the city's fanciest mall, helping Maya try on a lace-covered princess dress.
"Mom, this dress is so pretty! I look just like a princess!"
Maya twirled happily in front of the mirror.
"If you like it, we'll buy it."
Mom gazed at her adoringly and picked up her phone to pay.
Dad's name flashed across the screen again and again.
She frowned, glanced at it once, and declined.