A baby pressed his face against the wall every hour, always in the same place. His father thought it was just a phase. But when the child finally spoke, he uttered three words that shed light on everything. And the truth was absolutely terrifying.

The police were immediately alerted. Amélie worked for another family in a neighboring town. It was arrested in forty-eight hours.

The next night, Ethan refused to sleep in his room. David moved his bed to his own room. For the first time in weeks, Ethan slept peacefully. But at 3:07 a.m., David woke up. Ethan was no longer in his bed. He was in the hallway, his face against the wall.

— Ethan !

David ran to him. The child turned round, his lips trembling.

“She has returned,” he murmured.

David held him close.

“No, you’re safe with Dad. She will not return. The police took her away.

The next day, David made a decision. He completely transformed the room. New bright yellow paint, new furniture, new layout. The dreaded corner became the location of Ethan’s toy box, covered in dinosaur stickers and rockets.

Dr. Mitchell organized play therapy sessions. Little by little, Ethan changed. He laughed more. He was playing. He stopped going to the corners.

Three weeks after the arrest, David entered the living room and saw his son laughing as he built a tower of blocks. This time, Ethan was smiling. David’s eyes filled with tears of relief.