Sabrina sank back into the sofa, her face clouded with worry.

"Maybe I should go!" The thought suddenly brightened Sabrina's eyes.

"I'll go!"

"No!" This time, the protest came from everyone.

Sabrina's expression fell.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, gazing helplessly at the group before her. "Since none of you can go, then it has to be me."

Zoya reconsidered. "Fine, I agree!"

"Really?" Sabrina eyed her youngest daughter suspiciously. Knowing ...