Anne pinched the bridge of her nose. Her face looked worried and she let out a long sigh. "Gosh… what do we do now…?"
It was a look that Sophie didn't want her mother to have, so she quickly raised a hand. "I'll find him! Don't worry about it, Mama. I'll make sure to correct what I did wrong."
Anne glanced down at her daughter. "Hmm… do you really think that you can do it?"
"Yes!" Sophie promised. "Lee and I sometimes go out for a walk together and I know his favorite places. I will look there."
Anne shook her head. "So, you and he are close. Then, why on earth you suggested your father sell him as fur pelt???"
Sophie pursed her lips and wiped her tears. She was so embarrassed when she remembered her words earlier. "It's because sometimes I think you love him more than you love me."
"Gosh… no, Sophie. You are my daughter. Of course, I love you more," Anne said quickly. She came to Sophie and rubbed her hair lovingly. "How could you think I love him more than I love you?"
