Chapter 13: Healing Chloe's Fear
Although the tension between her parents had cleared, the memory of that terrifying night still lingered in Chloe's young mind. She occasionally woke up from nightmares, checking her bedroom door to ensure her father was still in the house.
One evening in mid-January, after a particularly bad dream about moving away, Chloe walked quietly into Mark's home office. Mark immediately set his blueprints aside, lifting her onto his lap and wrapping a warm fleece blanket around her.
"Bad dream, sweetie?" Mark asked softly.
"I dreamt that the cracked phone was back," Chloe whispered, burying her face against his collarbone. "I dreamt that Mom took me on a train and we couldn't find you."
Laura, who was walking down the hallway carrying a basket of folded laundry, paused at the open door. Hearing her daughter's words felt like a quiet knife to her heart, but instead of retreating in shame, she set the basket down and stepped into the room.
Laura knelt beside Mark's chair, taking Chloe's small hand in hers.
"Chloe, look at me, sweetie," Laura said, her voice filled with gentle conviction. "I want to tell you something very important. What happened that night was a terrible mistake made by adults who were confused and scared. But your dad and I have fixed it. Nobody is ever taking you away on a train, and nobody is ever separating you from your father."
Chloe looked into her mother's eyes, seeing absolute sincerity. "Promise, Mom?"
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"I promise with all my heart," Laura said, kissing her small fingers. "Your dad and I love you more than anything in the world, and we are always going to take care of you together."
Mark looked at Laura over Chloe's head, his heart swelling with deep respect for the courage it took for her to address the trauma directly. He reached out and rested his hand over hers.
