*First Person Perspective*
~ Enise~
The morning had started out just like any other. I woke up early to prepare for my usual check-up with Miracle, my sweet little girl, whom I cherished the most . She had always been a ball of energy, with a wide smile and a curiosity that matched her age. I had developed a routine with her—checking her vitals, making sure she was healthy, keeping her comfortable. In many ways, I tried to make up for lost times, you know? Even though it really would never measure up to the times I missed in her life. She showed me nothing but love and kindness,
But today, it was different, as I walked into her room, something felt off. Miracle was sitting on her bed, her small arms crossed tightly across her chest. Her eyes, usually full of wonder, were narrowed, and s
