DANIEL

The high-pitched wail intensified, filling the room with a raw, demanding urgency that made my skin prickle.

I spun around, my eyes landing on the tiny, swaddled bundle that had, moments ago, been the image of peaceful perfection.

Now, her little face was scrunched into a mask of indignation, her limbs flailing against the confines of her blanket.

"What does she want?" I asked, my voice betraying my complete lack of experience.

I felt like I was facing a threat I couldn't ...