Sarah Finding Peace
One evening, Sarah curled up beside me and whispered, “I feel better, Daddy.” Relief filled her voice, and I smiled, holding her close. “Enjoy the quiet, sweetheart,” I told her gently. Watching her relaxed and content reminded me why this battle mattered so much. For the first time in a while, she seemed free from the stress of unwanted interruptions, and I prayed this calm would last long enough for her to feel at home in her own sanctuary again.
Sarah Finding Peace
On High Alert
Even with the reduced visits, I couldn’t fully relax. “Hopefully this settles everything,” I said to Emily, eyes scanning the room out of habit. My instincts warned me to stay sharp, just in case. Sarah’s happiness and safety were too important to gamble with. Though things seemed to be improving, I knew better than to assume it was over. Deep down, I feared stronger measures might still be necessary if problems resurfaced.
On High Alert
