WHEN HEAVEN STOOD BETWEEN US

the spiritual storms surrounding her life, she had sensed a hidden grace upon each of them. They were not just her comf

the middle of an ordinary day and whisper warnings, or he would kneel to pray with a fire that sent shivers down Amara's spine. When the sabotage at her workplace first

to creep into their home, it stopped cold when Liam stood near. He would sit at Amara's side during sleepless nights, his small hand resting on he

any times, she would tug at Amara's sleeve after meeting a new person and whisper, *"Mama, that one is not safe. Don't let them close to you."* And eve

, sometimes breaking into melodies that seemed to pour from nowhere. Whenever her voice filled the room, the heaviness lifted. Shadows retreated. Even the arguments and worry that

is was no ordinary household. One evening, after the sabotage at Amara's office escalated and fear threat

ion as if daring any invisible enemy to approach. Kayla knelt beside her mother, her words steady, precise, breaking lies and manipulation as though she could

had been on the verge of collapsing under the weight

olen or smothered, no matter how dark the opposition became. And in that moment, as the shadows receded under the prayers and voices of four ch

rriors in their own right, carrying the torch of a future that no betrayal could erase. And with Cole standing watch bes