Hold my Hand (Dr. Shaun Murphy x Child!OC)
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PS. Father- adoptive daughter relationship!
His hand is so soft and smooth. My small hand enveloped in his warm loving one. He held it like that until my eyes drooped and eventually closed. Drifting into dreamland. And I knew when I awake, he would be next to the bed holding my hand until my eyes flutter open again.
*SOME violence linked to child abuse. Do not read if you are sensitive to the topic. Will keep it down to a minimum.*
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