**Chapter 3: Safe in Her Arms**

As I slept, I was vaguely aware of Hanji's mother's gentle humming. It was a soft, soothing melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heartbeat. I felt safe, protected, and loved, and for the first time in a long while, I didn't feel like I was on edge. When I woke up, I was in a cozy room that I didn't recognize. The walls were painted a soft yellow, and there were flowers on the bedside table. Hanji's mother was sitting next to me, watching me with a warm smile. "Welcome back, little one," she said, her voice gentle. "How are you feeling now?" I looked around, taking in my surroundings. I was in some sort of nursery, with soft toys and children's books on the shelves. I felt a pang of confusion, but Hanji's mother's warm hand on mine reassured me. "I'm...I'm okay, I think," I stammered, my voice still shaking. Hanji's mother nodded. "That's good. You've been through a lot, and it's okay to take your time. Would you like some water or something to eat?" I nodded, and she handed me a bottle of water and a plate of cookies. I sipped the water and nibbled on the cookies, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me. As I ate, Hanji walked into the room, looking relieved. "I'm so sorry, little one," he said, sitting down next to me. "I feel like I've failed you." I shook my head, feeling a surge of love for him. "You haven't failed me, Hanji. You called your mother, and she helped me. That's all that matters." Hanji's mother smiled, her eyes shining with warmth. "I'm proud of you, Hanji. You recognized that you needed help, and you asked for it. That's the first step to healing." As we sat there, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be - safe in Hanji's mother's arms, surrounded by people who cared about me. As the day went on, Hanji's mother took me through a series of exercises designed to help me cope with my sensory overload. She showed me how to breathe deeply, how to focus on my surroundings, and how to calm myself down when I felt overwhelmed. It wasn't easy, and there were times when I felt like I was regressing. But with Hanji's mother by my side, I felt like I could face anything. As the sun began to set, Hanji's mother looked at me with a warm smile. "You're doing great, little one," she said. "I think it's time for you to go home, though." I felt a pang of anxiety, but Hanji took my hand, reassuring me. "I'll be with you, every step of the way," he said. As we left the nursery, I felt a sense of trepidation. What would the future hold? Would I be able to cope with the world outside these safe walls? But with Hanji by my side, and his mother watching over us, I felt like I could face anything.