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 she and her father

didn’t wish to be a member of the

wanted to be Connor’s daughter

you wake up.” Tyrone didn’t

for she slowly

serene face, Tyrone was

was not as strong as she

in her

was correct. She didn’t

in him. It was a dull ache, a feeling of

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