Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Myra sat cross-legged on the soft carpet of her living room, a cozy haven filled with the gentle glow of sunlight trickling through the windows. A playful array of colorful blocks and stuffed animals surrounded her and baby Allistar, who was perched contentedly in her lap, eyes fixed on the animated characters dancing across the television screen. Giggles and baby babble filled the room, a heartwarming chorus of innocent joy that tugged at the corners of Myra's lips.

The cheerful cartoon cast its spell, its vibrant characters eliciting peals of laughter from Allistar, who gleefully mimicked their antics with her own tiny gestures. Myra watched with a tender smile, her heart swelling with the pure, unfiltered happiness that radiated from her daughter's laughter.

But the idyllic scene was suddenly interrupted as the cartoon abruptly faded, replaced by the stern visage of a news reporter. Myra's heart sank as the urgent tone in the reporter's voice filled the room.

"We interru