“Enough, Timmy. I don’t want to talk about it right now. Let’s go inside and prepare for tomorrow,” I snapped, turning on my heel and heading back into the mansion.
"Mom, why did that child leave?" Sawyer asked, his voice tinged with sadness.
I knelt down to his level, giving him a reassuring smile. "Ah, she went home because she's feeling better. They'll be back tomorrow."
"Why did she have to go home? Didn't you say they could stay here?" Sawyer looked up at me, confusion written all over his face.
I paused, trying to find the right words. "Yes, I did. But sometimes people need to go home to rest and be with their own families. They'll be back to play with you again soon."
Sawyer seemed to accept this explanation, though a hint of disappointment lingered in his eyes. He had been so
