Emma had already gone to bed, but her trembling eyelids suggested that sleep was still a long way off. Javier stood beside her, his hand resting on her cold forehead. As he watched the lights shine like a magical shield, Javier felt a storm gather in his chest.
How could Lorena do this? How could anyone leave a child alone in the dark, afraid, hidden in a closet? Thoughts burned in her mind.
“Dad, you’re not going anywhere anymore, are you?” Emma asked in the quietest possible voice.
Javier took her tiny hand.
“No. I won’t leave you alone for another moment. I promise.”
The girl sighed, her breath short and ragged. Suddenly something occurred to her; her eyes widened, her voice dropped to a whisper, as if someone were listening from the other side of the wall:
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