Back From Nowhere

Now, three years later, he was suddenly there, coiled beside their baby like he’d never left. Jake leaned forward, elbows on knees, trying to make sense of it out loud. “Even if he survived somehow… how did he get in her crib?” Mia didn’t respond right away. Her focus remained on the monitor, watching Ava’s tiny fingers twitch in her sleep.

Nimbus hadn’t moved. He looked calm, almost peaceful. “It’s not just that he’s back,” she said quietly. “It’s where he chose to go.” Jake stood, already moving toward the nursery door, but Mia reached out to stop him. “Wait. He hasn’t hurt her. Something about this doesn’t feel… wrong.”