Not long, Beatrice burst through the door with a doctor following closely behind her, her heart racing. The house felt cold, and her stomach twisted with anxiety as she took in the disaster before her. The living room looked like it had been hit by a tsunami. There were broken furniture, shattered glass, and pieces of figurines scattered across the floor. Everything was turned upside down.
Her eyes quickly scanned the room until they landed on Sebastian. He was curled up in a corner, trembling, his knees pulled to his chest, his head buried in his arms. His entire frame shook violently, his breath coming in ragged, uneven gasps. The sight made Beatrice’s heart break into pieces. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt a lump form in her throat.
She glanced at the doctor, her face full o
