Chapter 14 - The First Word
The heavy steel door slid open, revealing the dim interior of the safe room.
Grace sat on the floor, surrounded by the three little girls who were wrapped tightly in a thick wool blanket.
Dominic knelt down at the threshold, his broad shoulders shaking as tears finally spilled over his eyes. He held out his large, tattooed hands, his voice breaking into raw, helpless sobs.
"My sweet girls..." Dominic wept softly. "Daddy is so sorry... I'm so sorry I couldn't protect her..."
For a long moment, nobody moved.
Then, four-year-old Nora stepped out from under the blanket. Her tiny bare feet patted softly across the floor as she walked up to the feared mafia lord.
She reached out her small hand, wiping a tear from Dominic’s stubbled cheek.
"Daddy..." Nora whispered clearly, her sweet, innocent voice ringing like a bell in the quiet room. "...don't cry."
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Dominic let out a choked cry, gathering all three of his daughters into his arms, squeezing them tight against his chest as fourteen months of agony vanished into the air.
👉 How did Dominic reward Grace for saving his children's lives?
