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….

“Mom, my bed felt really small last night.”

I was making breakfast when Lily came out, freshly brushed, wrapping her arms around my waist.

“I didn’t sleep very well,” she murmured.

I smiled. “Why not?”

She hesitated. “My bed felt… cramped.”