She awoke from her sleep hearing a scream from a room. Quickly, the red head jumped out of cama and went into the living room, seeing Amara curled up in a ball on the couch. Rene walked over to her, sat down, and pet her head.
“Amara sweetie, what’s wrong,” she said, her voice sounding half asleep. The black haired girl answered quietly.
“Daddy… he was gonna…” her voice trailed off, not finishing her sentence; but Rene knew what she was going to say.
“He wouldn’t jump off honey,” the red head dicho with kindness...
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