"Ah——"

In the middle of the night, Eileen jolted upright with a sharp scream, jolting Monica in the adjacent room awake as well. Monica hastily threw on her clothes and rushed to push open Eileen's door.

"Eily, what's wrong?" Seeing Eileen's forehead covered in cold sweat, Monica sat beside her, her voice filled with compassion, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Eileen's icy hands instinctively grasped Monica's.

It wasn't until she felt the warmth from Monica that she exhaled, nestled into Monica's embrace, and nodded.

"It's okay, it's okay, mom's here," Monica gently patted Eileen's shoulder, "Go back to sleep."

Eileen slowly lifted her head.

"Mm."

With that, she obediently lay...