I woke to the sound of muffled sobbing. In the dim morning light, I could see Liam sitting up in bed, his small shoulders shaking. His hair was damp with sweat, and he was clutching the blanket like a lifeline."Hey, buddy," I said softly, careful not to startle him. "What's going on?""I... I had a bad dream," he whispered between hiccups. "Aunt Celia came back. She took us away again, and she shot you, daddy."Emma was awake now too, reaching across to stroke Liam's hair. "It was just a dream, sweetheart. Aunt Celia can't hurt anyone anymore.""But what if she does?" Liana's small voice piped up. She'd been quiet, but I realized she was wide awake too, probably had been for a while. "What if she comes back for us?""She can't come back," I said firmly, pulling both children closer. "She's in jail, and she's going to stay there for a very long time. I promise you, that will never happen again.""Really?" Liam asked."Really. Daddy and Mummy are here, and we're never going to let anyo
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