Chapter 23

Chapter 23

As Calliope pulled the covers over herself, trying to find peace in the quietness of her room when she heard a soft knock at the door. The sound was gentle, almost hesitant, that was followed by a small voice that tugged at her heartstrings.

"Mommy? Are you still awake?"

Hunter’s voice was a tender whisper, full of concern and innocence. Calliope’s breath immediately hitched as she quickly wiped away the tears that still lingered on her cheeks. She sat up, forcing a smile even though her heart felt heavy.

“Yes, sweetie,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly as she called out. “You can come in.”

The door creaked open, and Hunter peeked inside, his wide eyes full of worry. He shuffled into the room, clutching his favorite stuffed animal—a small, almost worn-out bear that he never slept without.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to intrude.

Calliope’s heart melted at the sight of him, his little face so earnest, so fu