Estela – POV
Looking at Paisley’s sweet little face, I know there’s no way I can say no to her.
"Of course I’ll be there," I promise, carefully avoiding Killian’s gaze.
"Yay!" she cheers, beaming up at the two of us. Then her tiny brows furrow, concern wrinkling her forehead. "Wait... what about your game?"
Killian’s gaze sharpens. I don’t have to look at him to feel it slicing through me like a hot knife. Damn it. I forgot about the stupid lie I told her—about the hide-and-seek game. Now she’ll think I can’t be her mommy anymore because Killian found me. Panic rises fast and tight in my chest.
"We paused the game," Killian says smoothly, catching me off guard. "For you. Because of your surgery."
"Oh." Paisley nods solemnly, like it all makes perfect sense. "That’s good." She flashes
