Juliette POV
The first rays of sunlight broke through the curtains, streaking the walls of the hallway with pale gold. My body ached from the awkward position I had fallen asleep in, slumped against Lily’s door. Harrison was on the other side, leaning against the wall, his head resting back, his face shadowed by the pain and guilt of the night before.
Then, I heard it—the small, soft voice that had the power to shatter and mend my heart in equal measure.
“Mommy? Daddy?”
I jolted awake, my eyes darting to the door as my breath caught. Harrison stirred as well, his movements slow, as though he feared the slightest sound would break the moment.
The doorknob turned, and the door creaked open just enough for Lily’s tear-streaked face to peek through. Her big, soulful eyes—so much like her
