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"Daddy?"
"Yes baby girl?"
"I can't sleep..."
"You thinking of your mum?"
"Yeah... I can't stop."
"Come here" He taps his lap and I walk over and lay my head on his chest as he caresses my back.
"Do you love me?"
He looked down at me, his eyes wide. He held me away from his chest with his hands on my shoulders, making me look at him.
"Always. Now don't you ever think otherwise. I'm letting you know right now I don't and could never blame you. I love you with every ounce of my soul. Don't ever forget that. Okay?"
"Okay."
"It's going to be alright ladybug," was the last thing I remember hearing before the numbness of sleep enveloped me.
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