The quaint little café was bustling with activity as families and friends gathered to enjoy their meals and conversations. Among them sat Emily and her young son, Ethan, nestled in a cozy corner booth. They were savoring the warmth of the atmosphere when suddenly, Ethan’s demeanor shifted, his face draining of color as he stared wide-eyed at one of the waitresses.
Emily’s heart skipped a beat as she watched her son’s reaction, a wave of concern washing over her like a tidal wave. She reached out a hand to comfort him, her voice gentle as she tried to soothe his fears.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Emily asked, her eyes filled with worry.
Ethan trembled with fear, his small frame shaking as he struggled to find the words to express his terror. “It’s a ghost,” he whispered, his voice barely above a quiver.
Emily’s heart sank at his words, her mind racing as she tried to reassure him. “There are no ghosts here, sweetheart,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “You’re safe with me.”
But Ethan remained adamant, his eyes fixed on the waitress as if she were some otherworldly specter. “This one is real,” he insisted, his voice trembling with fear. “I saw her in our house few days later, but dad said…”
Emily’s blood ran cold as Ethan’s words trailed off, her mind racing with a million questions. What had her son seen? And why had he been so frightened? She knew she needed to get to the bottom of it, to uncover the truth behind Ethan’s chilling encounter.
With a determined resolve, Emily made a silent vow to protect her son at all costs. Whatever secrets lay hidden in the shadows, she would face them head-on, armed with nothing but her love and determination to keep her family safe.