“I never thanked you. I’m sorry about that.” “Thanked me for what?” Angel was confused, but his appraisal was steady. That was Angel in all things. Steady. Immovable. “Raising me,” Isaac choked up, jaw tight. “You went from street warfare to parent in the space of a night. It was hard on both of us, but I never appreciated the strain it put on you.
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