All Chapters of Where She Falls, We Catch Her: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Chapter 20: Safe Garden Days Nurtured by Love, Technology, VigilanceEva’s first night in the new house was quiet. The moonlight spilled across the bedroom floor, filtered through linen curtains that rustled slightly in the summer breeze.The garden outside, alive with the muted hum of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves, offered a kind of serene soundtrack to a day that had been anything but calm.Eva lay in her small bed, the quilt tucked snugly around her shoulders, clutching her rabbit tied in a scarf. It was no longer a lure, but a companion — a symbol of her courage.Her mother sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair with deliberate, rhythmic strokes. The brush moved slowly, smoothing tangles, each stroke a quiet act of protection. “Do you want me to tell you a story?” she asked softly.Eva shook her head, eyes heavy but alert. “Not now.”“That’s okay,” her mother whispered. “You can rest. I’ll be right here.”Her father stood by the doorway, checking the digital

Chapter 22: Quiet Mornings, Gentle Protection, Technology Guarding Tiny LivesMorning arrived with the subtle hum of the farmhouse coming to life. Sunlight slipped through the smart blinds, casting clean lines across the wooden floor, while the thermostat nudged the temperature to seventy - two degrees and the air purifier hummed quietly in rhythm.Evelyn sat at the small kitchen table, tablet in hand, scrolling through notifications from the moving team and security system. Every alert was muted except the urgent ones, yet tension lingered in her chest, the residue of the weeks behind them.Vivienne stood near the countertop, arms folded, watching Evelyn, her eyes alert but calm. A soft chime from the digital assistant reminded them that all cameras, sensors, and motion detectors were active. Vivienne traced the edge of the counter with her fingers, calculating schedules and scanning feeds even as she appeared still.Tiny footsteps announced Eva’s approach. She carried her woven bask

Chapter 24: Forgetting A Little While Growing Up Every Day, Slowly The morning before the first day in their new home began quietly, almost invisibly. Sunlight filtered through wide, floor - to - ceiling windows, reflecting off pale wood floors and minimalist furniture, touching every surface with soft warmth.The house already hummed with subtle motion: air vents circulating fresh, filtered air, sensors recording movement, thermostats adjusting automatically.Evelyn walked past the kitchen island, tablet in hand, checking security notifications while the coffee machine steamed silently on voice command. Everything had a place, everything had a purpose, and every choice was deliberate.Vivienne crouched near the wall - mounted touchscreen, eyes scanning the perimeter cameras. She swiped through each live feed — garden, driveway, street — every corner mapped and monitored.Nothing moved that shouldn’t. “All clear,” she said, her voice low, careful, almost reverent. She glanced at Eva,