The evening sky looked bright from the window of Jonathan’s living room. The sun fell slowly, painting the walls with soft golden hues. On the floor, Hazel sat cross-legged with her doll, laughing softly as Blair read a fairy tale with dramatic flair.
“Then the queen said…” Blair raised her eyebrows, mimicking the queen’s voice, “‘Anyone who dares to touch my child will turn into a frog forever!’”
Hazel giggled. “Seriously? A frog?”
“Not just a frog,” Blair added with a mischievous smile. “A frog that sneezes glitter every time it talks.”
Hazel’s laughter filled the room, and in that moment, Blair felt—for the first time in a very long time—at peace.
It had been almost a week since the article about Finn went viral. Gossip was still spreading out there. Some people were beginning to s
