Chapter 66

This time, Yovanna had a genuine reason to wake Miranda. "Ms. Jennings, the front desk just called. There's a child downstairs looking for you." Miranda furrowed her brow. A child? Could it be… Without wasting a moment, she threw off her covers, got out of bed, changed her clothes, and hurried downstairs. Sure enough, the child waiting for her was the little girl from the night before. With red-rimmed eyes, the girl exclaimed, "Ma'am!" Miranda kneeled down, offering a gentle smile. "How did you know I was here?" "I-It was m-my dad who told me," the girl sniffled, her voice trembling with urgency. "Ma'am, you need to leave quickly. My dad is scary. He'll hurt you." Miranda looked at the girl and thought of Harrison. Though their experiences were different, they shared a sense of pity. This was the primary reason she had intervened the night before. "Don't worry, little one. I'm not afraid. What's your name?" Miranda's gentle smile eased the girl's tension, causing her should