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 the place where she

be a member of

be Connor’s

when you wake up.” Tyrone didn’t

comforting words soothed her, for she slowly began to relax into

face, Tyrone was

not as

in her dreams,

correct. She didn’t deserve

It was

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