Lucas finally felt the weight in his chest drop.
"By the way… what happened to you? Did you rip the roof off your car?"
Sophia had just started to lean over for a look when he pulled her back. Before she could even process it, he hauled her over his shoulder and headed upstairs.
"Mommy!"
The kids called out in unison.
Lucas didn't even look back. "Go to bed early. Your mom and I need to talk."
Sophia's struggle was completely useless. She could only rest her chin in her hand in defeat.
Lucas closed the bedroom door and set her down.
"Sophia, I need to talk to you. And… it's important."
Sophia sat on the edge of the bed, quiet. "Go ahead. I'll give you a chance to explain."
"I already heard from Amelia that Olivia came by. She also told me everything that happened. A lot of what she said was… misunderstandings. No—actually, if I'm being honest, they can't even be called misunderstandings."
