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fall to his knees, gather those three little girls into his arms, and tell them Daddy loved them. Daddy had always loved them. Daddy had been waiting for them in the dark for 14 months.
Then Mia shouted, bright and happy, “Sing louder, Miss Elena!”
Miss Elena.
Not Daddy.
Elena.
And something inside Dominic shifted.
Fast.
Dark.
Ugly.
Like someone had struck continue reading …
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