Chapter: 428
A pang of pain pierced Tyrone’s heart, his Adam’s apple bobbing in response. He raised his
hand, gently patting her back, wiping her sweat-coated forehead. His voice was a soft
whisper. “Sleep. I’m here. I’LL protect you. No one who’s caused you pain will get away.”
“Dad, I miss you so much. Can you take me home?”
She was dreaming of her father once again.
In this dream, she was once again a child, perched atop her father’s shoulders. His
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtembrace was warm and safe.
In her dream, she found herself riding a scooter with her father, who kindly handed her
the only raincoat they had.
She dreamt of the celebratory meals he would cook when she scored high in her tests.
Home was what she yearned for.
She longed to return to the place where she and her father once lived.
She didn’t wish to be a member of the Blakely family.
She wanted to be Connor’s daughter and only his.
“Okay, I’LL take you home when you wake up.” Tyrone didn’t want to disturb her sleep.
Perhaps his comforting words soothed her, for she slowly began to relax into a deeper
sleep.
Looking at her serene face, Tyrone was lost in his thoughts.
She was not as strong as she portrayed.
She, too, cried in her dreams, in her nightmares.
Bradley was correct. She didn’t deserve this pain.
Her tear-soaked cheek stirred a distress in him. It was a dull ache, a feeling of suffocation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBradley had admitted to his affection for Sabrina, his feelings of sympathy towards her.
Was this the sentiment Bradley was referring to?
Tyrone tucked Sabrina back under the covers, carefully rose, exited the room, softly
shutting the door behind him as he descended the stairs.
Such disconcerting emotions!
The world seemed to hold an indescribable pain.
Like an old wound in the body, it seemed to be a scar from the past, resurfacing with
periodic pain. Perplexed by its origin, he had no choice but to bear the discomfort and
push forward.
He had never experienced such emotions. Not even during Galilea’s assault.