“What is she talking about?” I asked.
Daniel’s mother, Carmen, crossed her arms.
“Don’t pretend, Elena.”
I looked at the ruined cake, the split pink roses, the frosting scattered across the floor.
“Pretend what?”
Marisol laughed, sharp and broken.
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“What is she talking about?” I asked.
Daniel’s mother, Carmen, crossed her arms.
“Don’t pretend, Elena.”
I looked at the ruined cake, the split pink roses, the frosting scattered across the floor.
“Pretend what?”
Marisol laughed, sharp and broken.