In all our years of marriage, he had always been the untouchable Don—proud, unbending, towering above everyone.It was the first time I had ever seen him like this: shattered, desperate, stripped down to nothing.But the second Nico's name slipped past his lips, every trace of pity inside me died, and my gaze turned to ice."You're only thinking of Nico now?"Dante opened his mouth. Nothing came out.Soft footsteps sounded behind me.Nico had followed me out.He looked at Dante begging so desperately, his face very quiet.Dante seized on him like a drowning man grasping at straws, waving frantically through the gate."Nico.""Dad's here.""Talk to your mom for me, please?""Dad doesn't want to be apart from her."He thought Nico would relent.After all, Nico used to cling to him more than anyone.The moment he came home, Nico would run and wrap himself around his leg, calling "Dad" over and over.But this time, Nico only stepped half a step back, closer to me.Then he spoke calmly."Do
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