Anne Moore
I wake up the next morning and get Cloe ready for school. She wakes up with no enthusiasm, and I can see in her eyes just how sad she is.
"Cloe, you need to finish your breakfast," I said.
"I'm not hungry," she replied.
"Is all of this because Andrew couldn’t come see you?"
"He lied. He said he never breaks promises, and he forgot about me," she says, and I see her eyes filling with tears again.
"Good morning, family," I heard Madison and Valentina say as they walked in.
"What happened, little one?" Madison asks, approaching Cloe.
"My uncle didn’t come to see my princess dress," she said.
"That son of a—" Valentina started.
"Valentina," I said, cutting her off.
"Sorry," she mutters, raising her hands in surrender.
"What happened?" Madison aske
