A pang of pain pierced Tyrone’s heart, his Adam’s apple bobbing in response. He raised his hand, gently patting her back, wiping her sweat-coated forehead. His voice was a soft whisper. “Sleep. I’m here. I’LL protect you. No one who’s caused you pain will get away.”

“Dad, I miss you so much. Can you take me home?”

She was dreaming of her father once again.

In this dream, she was once again a child, perched atop her father’s shoulders. His embrace was warm and safe.

In her dream, she found herself riding a scooter with her father, who kindly handed her the only raincoat they had.

She dreamt of the celebratory meals he would cook when she scored high in her tests.

Home was what she yearned for.

to return to the place where

didn’t wish to be a

to be Connor’s daughter and

take you home when you wake up.” Tyrone didn’t want to disturb

comforting words soothed her, for she slowly began

Tyrone was lost in his

was not as

cried in her dreams, in

was correct. She didn’t deserve this

him. It was a

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