Sarah’s POV
He didn’t look like my husband anymore. He looked like a mean stranger who was trying to catch me in a lie. He stood there holding Lily, but his eyes were fixed on my hand. My fingers were squeezed tight around the blue piece of paper.
"What is that, Sarah?" he asked, his voice very low. It was the kind of low voice he used right before he started shouting.
"It is nothing, Sean," I said, trying to make my voice sound normal, but it shook. "It is just a piece of trash. Lily found it on the floor."
At that moment, I could feel sweat on my palms.
Sean stepped toward me, he didn't look happy.
"If it is trash, why are you holding it like it is made of gold? You just hurt Lily’s hand to get it. Give it to me."
He reached out his hand. He expected me to drop the paper into his
