How Liberty had hoped that everything bad was a dream and that when she woke up, her parents were still around and their family of four was fine.

Nobody knew how much she had endured.

Her sister could cry on her when she was sad, but who could she cry on when she had a hard time?

“Mom, I don’t want to go. I want to be with you and Dad.”

Liberty shook her head in her mother’s arms, not wanting to leave her parents.

Lisa pushed her away.

“Lib, think about Seren and your son, Sonny. The