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.

return to the place where she

a member of the Blakely

be Connor’s daughter and

home when you wake up.” Tyrone

soothed her, for she slowly began to relax into a deeper

at her serene face, Tyrone was lost in

not as

cried in her dreams, in her

She didn’t

tear-soaked cheek stirred a distress in him. It was a dull

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