Buried Betrayal on Eight Hundred Acres 34

freckles across her nose stood out sharply.

The woman in the sunglasses recovered first.

“She’s lying,” she snapped. “Her mother abandoned her. The child is disturbed.”

Sofi flinched at the word disturbed.

Camila did not.

“She’s not lying,” my daughter said. “She tried to tell me in the bathroom.”

The woman turned on her.

“You need to shut your mouth.”

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