I sat back.
Not angry anymore.
Just disappointed.
Then I remembered the livestream.
The recording.
I opened my phone.
And watched.
Mia sat in her bedroom surrounded by shopping bags.
Laughing.
Brent beside her.
The comments scrolled rapidly.
Someone asked how she afforded everything.
Mia laughed.
“Easy.”
She held up the bracelet.
“Dad pays for it.”
