Liana's POV
Later that night, after tucking Cam in bed with her favorite bunny wrapped around her chest, I stood outside her door just watching her sleep. Her nightlight sent a warm, golden light across her face. She looked so peaceful… so unaware of how close our world had come to shattering.
I rested against the door, my arms folded across my chest. Mum crept up behind me, a cup of tea in her hand. She handed it to me and did not say a word.
We stood shoulder to shoulder for a long, moment.
"She reacted better than I expected," I finally said, breaking the silence.
Mum hummed softly. "Children are stronger than we think they are. Particularly when they've got lots of love around them."
I sipped the tea slowly. It was calming… Just what I needed.
"Do you think I did the right thing
