Mother-Daughter bond
Night had fallen, and in Sophie’s room, the soft glow of fairy lights illuminated Mrs. Palmer’s face as she tucked her daughter into bed. “Remember the stories Dad used to tell about brave knights and fierce dragons?” she whispered, stroking Sophie’s hair.
Sophie nodded, her eyes glistening. “Well, Daddy will soon be home, just like these brave knights.” Their bond was unbreakable and their hope a beacon of light in the darkness.
