Lily

“The first batch of the muffins has been sent out,” Quinn grinned, her smile wide while I retouched my hair, my hand gripping harder on the straps of my bag.

“I will make more once I'm back, but now I need to pick up the kids,” I said, walking past her. “I will be back in two hours.”

“I will get the ingredients ready!” She yelled behind me while I hurried out. I hailed a cab, hopped in, and it spun us away.

It was ten minutes before the school dismissed. I hated coming after the dismissal; it didn't just make the kids sad, but it felt like the...