Gloria continued to caress Annabel's soft, silky hair with gentle, rhythmic strokes, her fingers moving soothingly until she was absolutely certain her daughter was fully asleep, her breathing steady and even like a soft lullaby.
Only then, feeling a wave of relief wash over her, did Gloria slowly and carefully shift her position, easing away from Annabel without disturbing her slumber. She tucked the cozy blanket snugly around her little girl's shoulders, ensuring she was warm and comfortable, before planting a feather-light kiss on her forehead. Quietly, Gloria slipped out of Annabel's bedroom, closing the door with the softest click imaginable.
She tiptoed down the dimly lit corridor, her heart pounding in her chest, every sense on high alert. She was terrified that Lukas might be lur
