Victoria’s POV
I sat in my car for several minutes after Paige drove away, and I couldn't stop thinking about the conversation I had witnessed between my daughters.
I had heard Charlotte apologize. I had heard Paige admit that she wasn't ready to forgive her.
I had also heard something that stayed with me more than anything else.
Charlotte had not asked Paige for anything.
For years, I had watched my daughters become strangers, and I had convinced myself that staying out of their arguments was the safest choice.
I told myself that children grew apart. I told myself that Paige was strong enough to handle herself. I told myself that Charlotte needed more attention because she struggled with things Paige seemed to manage easily.
Those excuses had protected me from admitting the truth.
