“Daddy’s here, baby-girl.” “Hold me,” I sputter, trying to reach for him. Dad carefully pushes his arms beneath my back, and gently lifts me to his chest. The moment I get to bury my face against his shoulder, I allow myself to break down. “I love you, printsessa.” He peppers my hair with kisses. “I’m so fucking sorry you got hurt.” I nod against his shoulder, then whimper, “I was so scared.” “Christ, baby-girl,” he groans. “I wish I could trade places with you.”
IM CRYING I LOVE ALEXEI SO MUCH
