The door opened wide. Three figures. Small. Familiar. Precious.

Liam. Sophia. Yara.

Her babies. Her children. Her everything.

They saw her. On the floor. Bleeding. Broken. Hurt.

And ran. All three. Fast. Desperate. Crying already.

"MOM!" Liam's voice. Cracking. Anguished. Furious.

They reached her. Fell to their knees. Hands on her. Touching. Checking. Sobbing.

"Mommy!" Yara ...