I ASKED MY BROTHER TO TAKE CARE OF MY DAUGHTER – WHEN I CAME BACK, THE HOUSE WAS EMPTY
When I walked through the door, something felt off. The house wasn’t just quiet—it was empty. No toys, no TV, no laughter. And worst of all, no Lila. I’d only asked my brother Jamie to watch her for a few hours. The sitter canceled, and he swore he was sober now. I wanted to believe him—maybe…
