Elodie's POV~
As soon as Liora's hair was dry, she announced she wanted to sleep.
I didn't believe her for a second. She was still clutching her phone like it was a secret she couldn't part with. I leaned against the doorframe, watching her try to look innocent. "You can look at it for a little while," I said gently. "But then you go to bed after that, okay?"
"I know, Mom."
Her voice had that tired patience children use when they want you to leave. I smiled faintly and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. "Alright then. I'll check on you later."
She nodded, eyes already glued to the screen. I hesitated a second longer, then turned away.
The moment I closed her door, I heard it, the soft click of the lock.
My chest tightened. Liora never locked me out unless she wanted to talk to
