Upstairs, Jonathan played the recordings. Police sirens followed. Victoria screamed, threatened, but no one defended her.
When she was taken away, Noah watched calmly. The monster had lost its power.
Later, Emily tried to resign.
“Leave?” Jonathan whispered. “You saved my son.”
Months passed. The house filled with warmth. Noah grew stronger. Emily studied and built a future. Jonathan learned how to listen.
One evening, Jonathan offered Emily a simple pendant—a white gold paper airplane.
“So we can fly together,” he said.
And when Noah laughed and teased them, the sound healed everything.
