Sophia’s P.O.V

“I swear to you, that’s not what happened,” I said, my voice shaking as I tried to keep myself composed. The teachers stood in front of me, their faces tight with concern or maybe judgment. I couldn’t even tell anymore.

“Please, just listen to me. It was an accident. I would never hurt my daughters.”

Mrs. Howard folded her arms across her chest. “Mrs. Sophia, the children said what happened. They said you slapped Sara across the face. We ...