Chapter 57

Anika:

My chest tightens at the sight of Isabel’s tears.

“Bel, sweetheart, talk to mummy. What did you see?” I whisper, brushing her damp cheeks.

She stiffens as the sobs break off into shaky breaths.

Slowly, she pulls away from my embrace. A few tears still trail down her face.

“You.. you..” ...

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