Switched Bride, True Luna
I pass him Delilah's phone, and he takes it, immediately pocketing it.
We both stare at the office doors, not wanting to open them quite yet. Delilah, pounds her fists against the doors, her muffled cries, and please, for mercy and forgiveness quietly filling the room. Neither her father, nor I pay much attention to it, instead of finding ourselves settled into office chairs.
“If there is anyway that I could make this up to you, please let me know,” Daniel quietly says, “please…don’t take your anger out on my daughter. I know that she has made a lot of mistakes, but she still has so much to look forward to ahead of her.”
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