Jericho
dad rasped, pulling me into him, "I'm so sorry this happened to you. But, you're a fighter. You know that. You're half me and half your mom. She may have been killed on the job but she went out a fighter. I fight every day to stay alive. You're doing the same. If anyone can recover from this, it's you."
"I don't believe that daddy," I admitted, letting the tears silently roll down my cheeks, "I can't do anything for myself."
"I know," he cooed, running a comforting hand up and down my arm, "and I'm not exactly thrilled that Jericho is here to help but, at the same time, I wouldn't trust anyone else. He's a good kid."
"The best," I choked on a half sob and half-laugh.
"I'm going to be free th
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