Chapter 3

So I took Sophia and went back to my parents' place. They could never stand Martin, but Sophia was the apple of their eye.

My mom made sure to cook a different comforting soup for us every day, while my dad would come home from work just to play blocks with Sophia and tell her bedtime stories.

She bounced back in no time, always asking when she could go back to kindergarten and hang out with her friends.

But it didn't take long before my little sunshine started shrinking away from everything, acting so skittish, like she was afraid of…