Anikę held Aleksandra tightly. Jacek smirked "That's my girl isn't it? That isn't right for you to deny a father the right to see his daughter can you?" Anikę gripped into Aleksandra's blanket, tearing up. Trying to say something, to call for help, Władek or Elżbieta, just someone, but Anikę couldn't speak, no words could be uttered from the Pole.
