Lisa's point of view:
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, waking me gently. I stretched and looked around the room. Mia was still asleep, curled up under the blankets. I quietly got out of bed, careful not to disturb her, and walked to the small kitchen to make some coffee.
As I waited for the coffee to brew, I thought about everything that had happened. We were safe for now, but there were still so many unanswered questions. Who were those men? Why were they chasing us? And how had we ended up in this situation?
Just as I poured myself a cup of coffee, there was a knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly reminded myself that we were in a safe house. I peered through the peephole and saw Sheriff Daniels standing outside. I opened the door with a ca
