Chapter 11 — After the Sirens
Back in the bedroom, Lewis crouched to meet Mia’s eyes. “You did something very brave,” he said. “You kept listening. You kept asking for help.”
Mia nodded, small and solemn. “I didn’t want her to be alone.”
Her mother knelt, guilt and relief warring on her face. “I am so, so sorry,” she whispered, voice trembling. “I should have believed you. I should have checked.”
Mia hugged her, teddy bear crushed between them. “It’s okay,” she murmured. “We can believe each other next time.”

