your room, honey.
After she left, I asked her what they were hiding from me.
“It’s just a game we played,” he replied. There’s nothing to worry about.
But his voice sounded more tense than usual.
I couldn’t sleep that night. He kept remembering all the little things he had observed over the past few weeks: Lily’s evasive responses, Daniel’s whispers, and the strange glances they exchanged every time I unexpectedly walked into a room.
The next day, I tried to talk quietly with my daughter.
“Lily, if anyone ever asks you to hide something from Mom, you can always tell me.
Even if it’s a good secret?
“Yes. Especially if it makes you uncomfortable.
He remained silent for several seconds.
“Dad said I’m not ready yet.
Ready for what?
But just then Daniel came back from work. Lily got up from a jump of the
