When I finally came to, a fog of dizziness and confusion enveloped me. Waves of pain surged through my body, but one thought blazed fiercely in my mind: Leo. My heart pounded in terror until I heard his voice, fragile yet calm.
“Mom… stay still.”
His small hand lay gently on my cheek, and through the haze, I realized he was unharmed, save for a few scratches. Relief flooded through me, but I forced myself to remain motionless. Our survival instinct kicked in; we needed to be invisible, unseen, and unheard.
