“I can’t tell you everything,” she whispered. “But I heard Daddy talking on the phone yesterday.
He said things… about you.”
My stomach twisted. “What kind of things?”
“He said your name a lot. And he sounded…
worried.”
“Like he was hiding something.”
My heart began racing at this point. “Did he say he didn’t love me?”
“No. But he didn’t sound happy either.”
I felt like the floor had dropped out from under me.
“Emma, did you hear anything else?”
She shook her head. “I heard your name and that he was afraid. Then he got quiet and went into his office.”
Afraid. The word echoed in my head.
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