I moved a cot into the nursery for Sasha to sleep on. She never wanted to leave Hunter’s side. I didn’t blame her after that attack.

Kicking myself, I wished I’d taken her more seriously. Clearly, there was still a threat out there, and I’d blown it off like it was some new mother thing. I’d make it up to Sasha once the danger had passed and our son was safe.

Every night when the sun went down, I waited for Hunter and Sasha to go to sleep. As soon as I was ...