Elara’s POV
Sera’s hands were on her waist while she kept shaking on a spot, her forehead was tightly squeezed also. We were in a public space, but she didn’t mind. She had always loved attention, and I could see that she still loved it.
One thing my daughter would never do is take something that doesn’t belong to her. My stepsister, Sera, didn’t look like one who was joking. Seraphina, on the other hand, was quiet, but her reaction said a lot.
“I came here with my wallet, and now, I can’t find it anymore. You were speaking to the waiter, so you couldn’t have picked it, and that leaves us with your…”
“My daughter didn’t steal your wallet,” I chimed.
I couldn’t sit and watch her accuse my daughter of something that she didn’t do. I was so sorry that my daughter had to go through this
