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“Daddy?” I freeze. At the top of the stairs stands Mia, clutching a worn-out stuffed rabbit to her chest. Wide eyes. Bottom lip tucked in—just like Gwen when she’s nervous. She takes a hesitant step down. “Uncle David said you are my dad.” A lump forms in my throat. I nod slowly. “Uncle David was right. I’m your dad.” Her face lights up— and something dark inside me finally cracks open. “Why are you up so late, sweetheart?” “I was waiting for you,” she whispers. “I made you something. It’s a present.” She pulls a crumpled paper from her pocket— a drawing of me, Gwen, Mia, and Gio holding hands. At the top, in shaky letters: “I love you, Daddy.” “I always wanted a daddy,” she says, voice trembling with hope. Guilt slams through me. All the things she’s missed because of me. Because of everything. I kneel in front of her, exhaustion heavy, and take her tiny hand. “I’m here now, Mia. I’m not going anywhere.” She studies me, nose scrunching. “You look tired.” I chuckle softly, brushing a curl from her face. “I am tired. Been having nightmares.” Her eyes go wide—then she thrusts the rabbit toward me. “You need Mr. Floppy. He helps with bad dreams. Mr. Floppy makes everything better.” I lift her into my arms, holding her close. Touch the rabbit’s ear. “Are you sure you don’t need him?” Mia shakes her head, half-asleep, resting on my shoulder. “I don’t need him anymore… because I have you.” …❤️‍🔥 Read Bratva King’s Secret Twins free in Kindle Unlimited and available on paperback. https://a.co/d/4odAQQx