BLAIR’S POV
“Is that the question you should be asking her?” Oliver cuts in, planting his hands on his hips. “You’re putting words in her mouth.”
“She’s five, not two anymore,” I fire back, my eyes flashing at him before returning to Hailey. “Talk to me, baby. Did Daddy take you?”
Silence falls as everyone waits for her response.
Hailey lifts her gaze to Oliver, her eyes dimming in that way they do when she’s scared. What could she possibly be afraid of now?
Then she turns back to me, shaking her head. “No.”
My heart sinks into my stomach, weighed down even further by the faint, pleased murmur I catch from Mrs. Gable.
“I can’t believe this,” Oliver mutters, shaking his head.
But I know my daughter. I know enough to sense that something is off in the way she’s holding herself, in t
