My Little Shadow
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In which a man slowly falls for his daughters murders, daughter.
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She peaks through her thick eyelashes, awe-struck, and I can't help but feel maybe I'm giving her the wrong impression of me. She's looking at me as if I was a God that just granted her prayers when in reality, I'm just a man with blood-soaked hands. A man who is only here to seek revenge and revenge is a nasty thing, a thing that her innocent blue eyes have no business being a part of.
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Book 1 in 'The Thatchers'
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