But my ankle and knee had swollen to the size of steamed buns. I couldn't walk without someone holding me up.
Sabina's brow furrowed with concern. "Maisie's injuries are so serious—she definitely can't go on tomorrow's trip. This is all my fault. Will the tour fee go to waste?"
"Godmother, can the fee be refunded? If not, it would be such a shame for all that money to go unused when no one's going."
I couldn't go anymore, and she was perfectly positioned to take my spot.
Sabina's hint couldn't have been more obvious, but my parents refused to take the bait.
"Then none of us will go. We'll stay home and take care of Maisie."
Irritation flickered across Sabina's face, but she quickly smoothed it away.
"Godfather, Godmother, please go and enjoy yourselves. I'll look after Maisie."
I chimed in. "She's right, Mom and Dad. Go have fun. Sabina and I will be more comfortable here on our own."
After my persistent urging, my parents finally decided to go on their trip.
That left just the two of us in the apartment.
"You sabotaged me on purpose yesterday."
Not a question. A statement.