“It’s okay, sweetheart.”
But something about that night felt different.
My fingers tightened around the blanket.
Then Greg said, “Daddy loves you too.”
Every hair on my arms lifted.
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“It’s okay, sweetheart.”
But something about that night felt different.
My fingers tightened around the blanket.
Then Greg said, “Daddy loves you too.”
Every hair on my arms lifted.