I left Molly temporarily with Sophia and set off with Theodore toward Happy Orphanage.
The scenery along the way was beautiful, but I barely noticed—I could only think about Mia.
Would she blame me?
After all, I'd been such a clueless mother, so careless that I hadn't even recognized my own daughter.
Would she resent Molly, refuse to live with her?
Molly's mother was gone, and her father was a murderer. If she couldn't stay with us, would she have to go back to an orphanage?
She's terrified of being abandoned, following me everywhere and doing little chores around the house to try to be helpful.
As Theodore drove, he glanced back at me.
"Don't worry. We'll find Mia."
I nodded. "Yes."
Then he added, "I'm going to speed up a bit."
"What's wrong?"
"Since we left the city, someone'
