Chapter 83

Vianne POV:

I lifted my hand, my fingers moving to wave goodbye out the window of the car. Beneath the porch of the house, I had come to know as home, stood the man I truly loved and our beautiful daughter. I tried so hard to keep the tears at bay as Claire lifted her hand to wave at me.

Tiny, pink polished fingernails moved in a silent goodbye. Her pretty bow, pink mouth quivered as a tear slipped down her pale cheek. For a second she looked up at her daddy, whispering something not meant for me to hear. He watched her with such care and adoration, loving her seemed so easy for him from the beginning.

With a small, hesitant smile, Keegan lifted his eyes back to meet mine. The fear on his face was damn clear as Ronan started the car. I could see as he swallowed deeply, one hand on Claire's shoulder, the other running through his hair in a nervous gesture. He'd been trying so hard to hold himself together for the past few days, waking every night in terror.

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