Chapter 226: Chapter 226

The night came too slow.

Savannah lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet, but her heart wasn’t. It was beating too fast.

Adrian was beside her, fast asleep, one arm resting over her waist. His soft breathing filled the room. He looked so peaceful — so calm — and that made Savannah’s chest ache even more.

She turned to face him, brushing a tear off her cheek. “I can’t tell you, Adrian,” she whispered softly. “You’ll worry too much.”

Her phone was under her pillow. She kept checking it every few minutes, afraid another message might come. But the screen stayed dark.

Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that someone was watching her.

She tried to close her eyes, but every time she did, she saw those words again:

We see everything.

Such a cute boy.

She shivered and pulled the blanket closer.

At one point, she quietly sat up, walked to Liam’s room, and pushed the door open slowly. The night light was on. Liam was sleeping soundly, hugging his teddy bear.

Savannah smiled weakly, brushing his hair gently. “You’re safe, my baby,” she whispered. “Mommy won’t let anything happen to you.”

She stood there for a while, just watching him breathe. The calmness in his tiny face gave her a little peace.

But as she turned to leave, she thought she saw a shadow move outside the window.

She froze. Her heart nearly stopped.

She stood still for a few seconds, holding her breath. But when she looked again, nothing was there — only the trees swaying in the wind.

“Maybe it’s just my mind,” she whispered, trying to calm herself.

She went back to the room and lay down quietly, but sleep didn’t come. She kept turning from side to side, her eyes open, mind full.

After a while, Adrian turned in his sleep and pulled her closer.

“Savannah…” he murmured softly, half-asleep.

She froze, then sighed and let him hold her. His warmth gave her comfort, but her heart was still heavy.

She stared at the clock on the wall. It was 2:45 a.m.

Her body was tired, but her mind wouldn’t rest. Every sound — the ticking clock, the rustling of leaves, the creak of the floor — made her jump a little.

At last, she whispered to herself, “Maybe I should tell Adrian tomorrow.”

But a part of her was scared.

What if this wasn’t just a threat? What if it was someone from her past?

The thought sent shivers down her spine.

So she lay there all night, awake beside her husband, her eyes wide open, staring into the dark — waiting for morning to come.