It was a bright morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains, gently illuminating Ella’s kitchen. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as she quietly prepared breakfast. She stole a glance at the clock. Leo and Liam were still asleep, their small bodies exhausted from the constant moving. Ella sighed softly as she flipped a pancake, her mind wandering to the life she had envisioned for her children.
This wasn’t the life she had wanted for them constantly moving, always looking over their shoulders. The thought of them growing up in fear, always running, tugged at her heart. She wanted stability for them, a home where they could grow up safe and loved, free from the chaos she had been dragged into. But with Tania still out there, and the ever-present danger lurking, she kne
