Chapter 151

SIX YEARS LATER

The sound of tiny feet padded across the kitchen tiles.

“Mummy, I can’t find my socks.”

I glanced over my shoulder, wooden spoon still in hand. “Lydia, I just told you where they are. You’ve asked me the same thing five times already.”

She frowned, standing beside me with her hands spread wide, curls tumbling down her forehead. “But I still can’t find them, Mom.”

“Lydia.” I narrowed my eyes.

Her nose wrinkled. “What?”

I folded my arms and leaned against the counter. “What’s that on your head?”

She gasped, both hands flying to her hair. Her little fingers tugged free a pink sock, and...