She was thr0wn out by his family—only for them to realize too late that the house was hers all along.

Lupita’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean, no, sweetheart?”

Camila swallowed. Her little chin trembled, but her voice stayed clear.

“Because if I apologize, they’ll think I made it up.”

Something cold moved through my stomach.

“Made what up?” I asked.

Camila looked at Sofi.

Sofi did not cry.

That frightened me more than anything.

She only stood there with still,continue reading …