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Chapter 2: The Things Lily Never Said

I didn’t walk into the store.

Not yet.

I stayed outside for another minute, trying to control the anger rushing through me.

I didn’t want to explode in front of Lily.

She was already scared.

And somehow, that scared me more than anything Vanessa had done.

I watched through the doorway as Lily carefully carried the bags to the bench.

Ava looked at her and smiled.

“Lily, put mine over there.””

Not please.

Not thank you.

Just an order.

Lily did it anyway.

Vanessa walked over and handed Madison another bag.

“Hold this one too, sweetheart.””

Madison looked at Lily.

“Can she hold it? Her arms are already bigger.””

They laughed.

Lily didn’t.

That was when I finally walked in.

“Hey.””

Everyone turned.

Vanessa’s face changed instantly.

“Oh my gosh, you scared me!””

She smiled and rushed over.

“What are you doing here?””

I held up the gift bag.

“Got off early. Thought I’d surprise everyone.””

Ava and Madison ran toward me.

“Daddy!””

I hugged them, but my eyes stayed on Lily.

She was standing behind them, holding the bags.

“Hey, sweetheart,” I said.

Lily looked up.

For a second, I thought she was going to run to me.

But she didn’t.

She just smiled.

“Hi, Daddy.””

That smile was too small.

Too careful.

Vanessa noticed where I was looking.

“She’s just helping,” she said quickly.

I looked at the shopping bags.

“How much stuff did everyone get?””

Vanessa laughed.

“Oh, you know how school shopping is.””

“Yeah,” I said.

“I do.””

Lily looked away.

I knelt down beside her.

“Your shoes bothering you?””

Her eyes immediately went to Vanessa.

Just for a second.

But I saw it.

That tiny glance.

That silent question.

Can I answer?

“Lily?”” I asked gently.

She shook her head.

“No, Daddy. They’re fine.””

I looked down at her sneakers.

The sole was separating.

A small tear ran along the side.

They weren’t fine.

I stood up slowly.

“Vanessa.””

Her smile faded.

“What?””

“Can I talk to you for a second?””

She crossed her arms.

“Right now?””

“Yes.””

We walked a few steps away.

“What is going on?”” I asked.

She frowned.

“With what?””

“With Lily.””

Her expression changed.

“She’s being dramatic.””

I stared at her.

“She needs shoes.””

“She has shoes.””

“Those shoes are falling apart.””

Vanessa rolled her eyes.

“You’re always too soft with her.””

The words hit me harder than I expected.

“Too soft?””

“Yes. She knows how to get sympathy from you.””

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Vanessa, she’s seven years old.””

“And Ava and Madison are seven and nine years old too. They deserve things.””

I looked back at the girls.

“Then why does Lily have to carry their bags?””

Vanessa became quiet.

Just for a moment.

Then she smiled.

“She offered.””

I knew that wasn’t true.

But before I could answer, Lily walked over.

“Daddy?””

I turned.

“Yeah?””

She held something in her tiny hand.

A folded piece of paper.

“I found this in my backpack.””

I took it.

It was a school notice.

A reminder about a parent meeting.

At the bottom was a handwritten note from Lily’s teacher.

I read it once.

Then again.

My hands went cold.

“Lily,” I said slowly.

“Why did your teacher write that you’ve been asking if you’re allowed to tell me things?””

Her face changed.

Vanessa immediately stepped forward.

“Give me that.””

I pulled the paper back.

“No.””

The store suddenly felt silent.

Lily looked between us.

Then she whispered something I would never forget.

“Daddy… I didn’t want to get Vanessa in trouble.””

My heart broke.

Because a seven-year-old child shouldn’t be protecting an adult.

I looked at Vanessa.

She looked away.

And then my phone buzzed.

A message had just arrived.

It was from Lily’s teacher.

One sentence.

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One sentence that made me realize the shoe problem was only the beginning.

“Please check your daughter’s backpack before you leave the mall.””

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