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That night, when Ricardo left our bed again, I didn’t follow. I waited until morning and opened the video on my phone.
At two in the morning, I saw my daughter rise from bed, her eyes open but unseeing. She began to walk slowly, bumping her head gently against the wall, her face blank and empty.
Moments later, Ricardo entered. There was no hesitation, no confusion. He knelt beside her, speaking softly—words too quiet for the camera to catch. He lifted her into his arms, rocked her gently, and brushed her hair back. Her breathing slowed. Her little body relaxed. He laid her down again, staying until she fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
When the video ended, I couldn’t breathe.
I spent the morning at the hospital, showing the footage to a pediatric specialist. After a long look, the doctor turned to me and said, “Your daughter is sleepwalking. It’s common in children who’ve experienced separation or emotional stress.”
Then came the question that stopped my heart: “Was she ever left alone or separated from you for a long time when she was small?”
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