Chapter 11

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(Sweeney's POV)

It's been almost a month since Johanna has come to live with us.

She's so kind and considerate. Every morning she fixes breakfast for Mrs. Lovett and myself. And she helps clean both of our shops the best she can.

After a long day of baking, Mrs. Lovett takes long naps and leaves Pipa in her care.

Seeing my daughter with that baby makes my cold heart melt a little.

For having no experience with little ones, Johanna is a natural. She changes her, feeds her bottles, plays with her and sings to her.

From what I can hear its usually a song about a green finch, or I think it's a nightingale...I cant be to sure. Either way Pipa loves the hell out of her.

The two of them are so close..its almost like they're sisters... No! what am I saying?! They can't be sisters, they're not even related.

God, what would Lucy think if I wasn't being faithful to her anymore?

Anyways all that aside, that night Johanna sat with both me and Mrs. Lovett in the den to tell us something important.

"What's on your mind love?" Mrs. Lovett asked as both she and I sat on the couch and Johanna sat across from us on the love seat.

"Well..I know I've been staying with the both of you for a while now. And I enjoy it very much..but I must admit...I'm worried."

"Worried about what Lamb?' I asked reaching for her hand.

"I'm worried that..Judge turpin will find me here. What if he finds me and forces me to go back to that prison he called a home?"

With every word that she spoke, I could see tears coming to my daughters eyes.

"Love we would never allow that. He would have to go through us first" said Mrs.Lovett.

"I trust you Ma'am,but I'm also worried for your sake Dad. If he figures out who you really are or that were related, he could ruin our family once again.'

I sighed and moved to sit next to my daughter.

"You have nothing to worry about my dear. He will never lay a hand on you again. But if it makes you feel any better my love, we could do something about your appearance."

Johanna gave me an odd look.

"My appearance?'

"Mrs. Lovett, would you be so kind as to take our little Johanna shopping tommrow for a new dress?" I asked.

Mrs. Lovett smiled and happily agreed.

As she and Johanna talked amongst themselves to make plans for tomorrow.

I kept plotting my revenge in my head over and over again.

Oh sweet bloody revenge.

Just to see the crimson liquid leak from his neck would be more than satisfying.

"You will pay for what you have done..to both me and my daughter you bastard" I mumbled to myself.

There was alot to plan and so much to do.

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