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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.”

