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That’s just it with Stacey. She could be singing a musical horrendously off-key with food all over her face, and I’d still see her as my own fucking angel.
“Regardless, hi.” I wrap my arms around the back of her thighs as we lie in bed. “I’m going to be your daddy; do you know how lucky you are? I’m pretty messed up in the head, but I’ll go for more therapy before you arrive, I promise. And I’m going to spoil the life out of you, then we’ll gang up on Mummy with Nerf guns.” Stacey laughs. “That’s kind of cute.”