Sade’s POV
The door slammed behind Marco, leaving behind a silence so thick it felt suffocating. My heart pounded as I exhaled, shaking my head. The weight of his stare, the tension in his voice—he knew. He might not know who, but he knew I’d been with someone else.
I needed to talk to someone, now.
Grabbing my phone, I scrolled through my contacts and called the one person who could bring me back to myself—Madison.
"Hey, Maddie," I said, using her old nickname to soften the mood. "Get dressed. You and the kids—we’re going to Enchanted Castle."
Madison didn’t hesitate. "Okay, but I’m not taking the baby. Eight kids with just the two of us is a lot."
"Call Mom," I suggested. "See if she wants to come."
A moment later, Madison texted back: Mom’s already dressed and ready to go. I laug
