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No answer.
He opened the door.
The three girls sat on the bed, holding hands.
When he entered, they turned their backs to him and stared at the wall.
“Girls,” he said, voice rough. “Daddy’s sorry. Daddy was wrong. Please look at Daddy.”
Nothing.
He stood there for 15 minutes, apologizing, begging, promising.
Nothing changed.
On the third night, Dominic could continue reading …
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