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NIGHTMARE.
“Da… Dad?” Marcel stuttered, staring at the aged figure beside her with a complicated feeling churning in her stomach. Was she lost in yet another dream of deception? But why did it feel so different... almost like it was real?
“It’s alright honey, I know you’re scared.” Maxwell continued to comfort the girl.
“Dad?” She uttered once more reaching forward with trembling hands, tracing the outline of the man’s bearded face, tears uncontrollably rising in her eyes and falling along her cheeks… an indescribable feeling welling in her chest.
“It’s me little warrior, I’m here… dads’ here.”
“Dad!” Marcel excitedly shouted in a hoarse voice, throwing herself into the warm embrace of her father, fin
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