"Daddy." A soft voice broke the silence.
I paused outside the room, hearing Mia speaking to Anthony.
"What are you doing up so late?" he asked, his voice gentle but laced with a hint of annoyance.
"I had a nightmare," Mia replied.
"You usually go to your mom for that."
"I dreamed about a monster. I thought maybe Daddy could help scare it away," Mia said.
"You little rascal," Anthony said with a chuckle.
There was a brief pause, and then Anthony's voice suddenly turned serious. "Did you touch my phone?"
Outside the door, I felt my heart tighten.
Mia's voice remained sweet and innocent. "I just wanted to check the time, Daddy. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," he muttered. "Just don't mess with it next time. There's important work stuff on there."
"Okay," she muttered.
After that, t
