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I  manage  to  shake  my  head.  He





                  falls to his knees next to me, while my





                  father cuffs Robert.





                             Creed gathers me into his arms and





                  cradles me like a baby. “I’ll fucking kill





                  him, Red.”





                             I  lay  my  head  against  his  chest,





                  tears streaming down my face. When will






                  this end?




                             “Shh,  I’m  here  now.  Nobody’s






                  gonna hurt you.”
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