The first rays of the sun filtering in through the window alerted me that it was morning. What a very short night it had been for me. Everything Sylvie told me was still replying in my mind, and I was finding it hard to make a decision. I grabbed my phone from the table in front of me and turned it on while staring at the screen. A few minutes past seven o'clock. I've been sitting here for almost five hours now. I hadn't been able to sleep ever since the dream about Ethan being murdered woke me up in the middle of the night. I had to see if I could fix that.
Yawning, I rose from the chair and started walking in the direction of my bedroom. I heard her coming before she even came into view.
“Mummy!”
My little bundle of joy appeared out of the hallway and ran straight at me. Out of reflex
