AVA’S POV
It’s bedtime and everywhere is silent as usual. I was trying really hard to at least sleep, but I couldn't. Instead I felt like something was being pressed against my chest like a huge rock.
My body moved whenever I heard sounds, my arms trembled at night, desperate to hold the kids that ain’t there. I missed the constant shout in the house, it once held laughter, the type that only children can summon with a single giggle.
I was just lost in my own head.
Later, the crying started again.
Not real, please not this time.
I told myself it was just my mind playing cruel games again.
I could hear three tiny cries: Faint, familiar, and heart-breaking.
Immediately, my eyes flew open in the dark.
I jumped upright in bed, soaked in sweat, breathing quickly as if the air was fill
