Lines in the Sand

~VALERIE~

The morning sunlight screened through the penthouse windows as I stood at the kitchen counter, mechanically spreading mayonnaise on bread for Donovan's club sandwich.

The habit should have been comforting, but my mind kept drifting to that threatening text message from last night.

‘We need to talk.’

"Mommy, did you hear me?" Leo's voice pulled me back to the present.

"Sorry, sweetheart.