My chest tightened because I knew what that meant.
Rachel’s voice softened.
“I’m not calling to gossip. I’m calling to tell you that I’m sorry you and Sophie were treated like that. She’s just a little girl, and Natalie showed everyone exactly who she really is.”
I looked at Sophie curled up on the couch with her stuffed bunny, still quiet.
“Thank you for calling, Rachel,” I whispered.
“That means more than you know.”
When Eric finally showed up at my door two hours later, he looked like he’d aged 10 years. His tie was loose, his eyes were red, and he couldn’t meet my gaze.
“Can I see her?” he asked quietly.
I stepped aside and let him in, and he walked straight to Sophie and knelt beside the couch. “Hey, baby girl.”
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