Chapter 7 - Sophie Comforts Her Father In The Living Room
Sophie slid down from the leather armchair, padding across the floor in her bare feet to wrap her small arms around my leg.
“Don't be mad at her anymore, Daddy. We have Mommy’s message now,” Sophie whispered softly.
I knelt down, pulling my daughter into a fierce, protective embrace as hot tears finally spilled over my eyelashes.
“I’m not mad, sweetheart. I’m just making sure nobody will ever hurt you or throw your things away again,” I promised.
Sophie rested her head against my chest, her breathing finally growing calm and steady.
The housekeeper gently scooped up the broken silver locket and the tiny memory card, handing them back to Sophie.
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“Keep it safe around your neck, little one. Your mother’s love is stronger than any wicked stepmother,” the housekeeper smiled warmly.
Vanessa watched the tender scene with burning eyes, realizing she had lost every shred of control over the household.
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