I couldn’t sleep, and her watchful eyes made me feel safe in ways I couldn’t explain.
Sometimes, when my husband would sit beside me, Loki would quietly position herself between us, eyes alert, as if shielding me from something unseen.
It became easier to dismiss it than confront it. Hormones, I told myself. Stress. Pregnancy paranoia.
But deep down, I knew something was wrong.
The Day Everything Changed
When my son was born, Loki’s joy was pure. She stayed by the crib for hours, tail thumping softly, watching over him
