Chapter 130

EVE

Eight o'clock came fast. I stared at my reflection—charcoal skirt, cream blouse, pinching heels.

"Mommy, you look pretty," Grace said from the doorway in unicorn pajamas.

"Thanks, baby." I smoothed her curls. "First day at Company."

"At Grandpa's company?"

"Yeah. With Aunt Olivia." I fixed ...

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