Amy immediately pointed to the TV and said, "Daddy!" Everyone turned to look at the screen, but the broadcast had already shifted.

There was no trace of Monbatten anymore.

Amy scanned the TV anxiously, flipping channels with the remote.

After a few moments, she plopped onto the floor in disappointment.

Keira walked over and scooped her up.

"Missing Daddy?" "Daddy!" Amy replied with a firm nod.

At just three years old, Amy had been through so much.

Howard and his mother had mistreated her horribly, leaving her timid and withdrawn.

Only recently, after living in a loving home with Keira and Lewis, had she started to blossom. Even so, she often struggled to express herself.

Now, clutching the remote tightly, she jabbed a finger toward the TV in frustration.

"Daddy!" The screen switched to a news anchor, and Keira couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you think he's handsome? Is that why you're calling him Daddy?" "No!" Amy protested, her little face scrunched in frustration. "Not him! Daddy is in the TV!" Keira brushed a hand over Amy's hair.

"Alright, sweetie.

Next time you see him, point him out to me, okay?" Amy sighed, defeated.

Keira,

me Daddy is in the TV." Keira

raising an

over some actor? You know, like those women who call celebrities their husbands and get their kids to join in?" Jenkins

reality show, Erin."

you think it

your sister made up a better story—said her dad was someone else."

them lingered in silence around Amy until she let

bedroom and tucked her into

eyes drooped, Keira

Keira couldn't help but feel her

much of

Her father had no affection for

in the basement, Keira would stare out of a small window,

driven her to search through

found a box of expired crackers, and it felt

her room, savoring each piece

then, her only dream was to grow up and never go

Keira compulsively stockpiled food—bags of rice, boxes of pasta—anything to

dark days was of her mother, Jodie South, playing with Isla. Unlike Poppy,

painted, wrote poetry, and even once signed up for flight lessons on a whim. Isla had asked her why she dabbled in so many things, and Jodie simply replied, "Because I want to." Isla asked if

good grades when I was young." Jodie's

Poppy lashed out, Keira would imagine Jodie's calm demeanor. Over time, Keira stopped crying when she was hit. Crying didn't solve problems;

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