By spring, Emma had settled into a small, sunlit apartment. The nursery was simple but warm—soft blankets, gentle colors, and most importantly, no locks, no secrets. Just love.
At night, she often sat beside Sophia’s crib, watching her daughter sleep peacefully. Instead of fear, she now felt resilience—the strength of someone who had been tested, who had walked through darkness and emerged stronger.
The Lesson
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