Emma's eyes flew open. Gasping. Choking. Drowning in air.

The nightmare. Still there. Still playing. Still real.

Daniel's face. His hands. His voice.

"They're mine. You can't have them. You can't keep them. They're MINE."

The dream felt vivid. Clear. Terrifyingly real.

Daniel at the school. Grabbing Liam. Sophia. Yara. Dragging them away. The kids screaming. Reaching for her. Calling for her.

"Mom! Mom! ...