Chapter 11 - Dyllan Embraces His Furious Father

Mark walked past the stunned principal and knelt down beside Dyllan’s desk, his expression softening instantly.
“I’m so sorry I wasn't here to protect you, buddy... let’s get your backpack,” Mark whispered gently.
Dyllan launched himself into his father’s arms, burying his face against Mark’s olive-green shirt and sobbing tears of relief.
“I didn't do anything wrong, Daddy... she hit my hand hard,” Dyllan cried softly into his shoulder.
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“I know you didn't, son... and nobody will ever lay a finger on you ever again,” Mark promised, kissing the top of his head.
He stood up, scooping Dyllan’s heavy backpack over one shoulder while keeping his other arm wrapped securely around his son.