Her parents and sister had always survived by controlling the room. But they had made a mistake tonight. They brought witnesses. The officers made them leave. Not gently. Not as family. As trespassers. Sophia watched through the open door as her father turned back one last time. “You’ll regret this,” he said. Officer Ramirez stepped between them. “No, sir. You’ll leave.” After the hallway emptied, Sophia shut the door and locked it. Then she sank to the floor with Lily in her arms and the doll box between them. For a long time, neither of them moved. Finally, Lily whispered, “Can we keep her?” Sophia kissed her forehead. “Yes.” “Even if Grandma wants her?” Sophia’s voice broke. “Especially then.” The next morning, Sophia called in sick to both jobs.