Daughter in the Hallway
As I glanced into the dimly lighted corridor, relief poured over me as I saw our daughter. She was strolling, still half asleep. I knelt beside her and brushed back her tangled hair. What are you up to, sweetie? I whispered gently. ‘I heard noises in my room,’ she said softly, her eyes fluttering sleepily. Her comments sent shivers down my spine, so I gently walked her back to her room.
Daughter In The Hallway
Feeling Jittery
After she was snuggled back into bed, I returned to my own room, feeling tense. My mind raced, unable to calm down. The next morning, I observed that our daughter seemed abnormally fatigued. She was quieter than usual, her joyful chuckle absent from the breakfast table. It seemed like something was holding her down. I tried not to overthink it, but my gaze remained fixed on her, my thoughts racing with unresolved questions.
Feeling Jittery
