Now, months later, Lily and I live in a home filled with laughter again. We still have our quiet nights with storybooks and cocoa, and I still hear her whisper to her teddy bear — but now her secrets are lighthearted, filled with dreams instead of worry. That tiny voice once carried the truth that broke my heart, but it also led us to a new beginning. Sometimes, the smallest voices show us the strength we never knew we had.