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died. He wanted to run into that kitchen, gather his girls into his arms, fall to his knees, and tell them Daddy loved them, Daddy had never stopped loving them, Daddy had been waiting for them in the dark for 14 months.
Then Mia shouted, “Sing louder, Miss Elena!”
Miss Elena.
Not Daddy.
Not him.
Elena.
And something inside Dominic shifted.
Fast.
Ugly.
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