Chapter 51

“Hope, stay in the room, okay? Wait for Mommy to come back.”

She nodded, her little brows scrunched.

“Mommy, that lady’s mean. And ugly.”

I smiled faintly and stroked her hair before closing the door.

When I stepped back into the living room, most of the neighbors were gone. Only Skyla and the three men

remained.

Her once-perfect curls were coming loose, her lipstick smudged, but the hatred in her eyes burned sharp and