An eight-year-old girl sleeps alone, but every morning she complains that her bed feels “too small.” When her mother checks the security camera at 2 a.m., she breaks down in silent tears….

Stuffed animals lined up neatly.

A soft yellow nightlight glowing in the corner.

Every night, I read her a story, kissed her forehead, and turned off the light.

Lily had never been afraid to sleep alone.

Until one morning.