"Who's making you sad?" he asked then, voice slurred and sleepy. "Tell me, baby." "Nobody, Johnny." "You lie and it hurts my heart," he groaned, tightening his hold on me. "All those marks. It hurts when I know someone's hurting my Shannon." "Johnny –" "Who's hurting you, baby?" he slurred sleepily. He yawned loudly and then sighed. "I'll fix it." "It's a secret," I breathed, feeling my body shake. "I won't tell," he whispered. Inhaling a trembling breath, I clenched my eyes shut and pressed my lips to his ear. "My father." I waited several beats for him to say something. He didn’t. When I
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