"Annabel? Are you awake sweetie?" my mom's voice called to me softly.
Her soft hand caressing my check. I stirred and blinked my eyes. The hospital machine beeped in rhythm with my heart. No more nightmares. Tears came to my eyes, but I couldn’t stop smiling.
“What are you smiling about?” mom asked me quietly.
“I dreamt of daddy,” I answered before looking around the room. Mikayla laid in the bed next to me as Noah sat in a chair in the middle of the room. "Are you okay?" I asked Mikayla. She was quiet a moment as she stared at Noah and then brought her attention to me.
“I am now. Thank you for coming to save me. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you,” she said quietly.
“I’m sorry for what happened to you,” I said making tears spring to her eyes.
Noah got up from the chair and sat on the
