Lisa's point of view:
I settled by the door, my eyes scanning the darkness outside, every shadow and movement making my heart race. Mia's breathing soon turned slow and steady, a sign that she had finally fallen asleep despite everything.
The hours dragged on, and the night seemed endless. I couldn't afford to rest. Every noise, every rustle of leaves, kept me on high alert. Thoughts of my husband filled my mind. Was he looking for us? Did he know we were in danger?
Suddenly, a faint rustling sound came from outside the cabin. I tensed, straining to hear better. Was it just an animal, or were the men still after us?
"Mrs. Lisa?" Mia's whisper broke through my concentration. She was awake, her eyes wide with fear.
"It's okay, Mia. Just a small noise," I whispered back, trying to sound
