Chapter 120

• Mami turned to me, her eyebrows furrowed in suspicion. “Are you alright? Why are you really here, Sophie? Why all the questions?”
• My stomach twisted slightly at her sharp gaze, and I quickly laughed it off, waving my hand dismissively. “Oh, come on, Mami. Can’t a daughter just be curious?”
• She narrowed her eyes, clearly not convinced, but I didn’t give her time to press further. I needed a distraction—fast. “Actually,” I said, sitting up straighter. “I wanted to tell you something.”