#CHAPTER 13: Birthday Gifts

Sarah POV However long I live, I will never forget the sight of Ella those next few seconds as the smug joy on her face drained away to leave a pale, icy expression of disdain. “For Sarah?” she asked, voice tight. “Not all my presents can be for you, dear,” Zane told her with amusement. “Sarah will be seen with my children. Do you want her wearing sackcloth and ashes?” That snapped her out of it. “Of course not, darling.” She flashed a smile that could power a mid-sized apartment building and laughed lightly. “I’m thrilled you thought about that, to tell you the truth.” Liar, liar, pants on fire, I thought, but I smiled back at her and then gestured to the betas that they should take their packages to my room. “It was actually Chloe’s idea,” Zane said next, going over to his daughter and picking her up to put a kiss on her cheek, much to her obvious delight. Then he gave Grace a kiss as well. “This one helped too, didn’t you, sunshine?” he asked her, then turned to make s