I bit my lip and made myself focus and after tying one end of a rope around one of the thick metal bars on the headboard I carefully moved Daddy's big hand and positioned the other end of the rope beneath his wrist. I kept an eye on his face for any signs of waking up; having no clue what I would say if he woke up to see his sweet little girl tying him to a bed.

I gently tied a knot that I'd learned online that prevented him from easily removing his hand while also making sure not to hurt him if he struggled to free himself which...