Annabelle lay on the plush mattress, staring at the ornate ceiling above her.

The room was luxurious.

Far more than anything she’d ever known.

It was like a dream she had never dared to have.

It should have been comforting, even enchanting, but all Annabelle felt was restlessness.

Annabelle envied Cathy’s carefree nature.

When she went to bade her sister goodnight, Cathy had slept off even before Annabelle left the room.

Anabelle smiled as she remembered the way she had clung to the giant teddy bear that had come with the room.

Annabelle’s smile widened as she thought of how the teddy bear had dwarfed her sister’s small frame, yet...