Amanda's POVNo matter how loud the storm is, when the right time for peace arrives, it will surely calm down. Some minutes ago, I was a raging storm, and I became a needy child who wanted the attention of his father. Like a swift, Jackson appeared and calmed down my storm, and then he became the father who was attending to me.Even if I won't be loved tomorrow, at least, I have the gift of this moment. Someone was there to calm my storm. The man from before. A walking peace. Beauty can't be more than this. Maybe for other people, It won't be enough, but for me, this was what I would call beautiful beauty, very much enough to quench my worries.At a point, I would even feel like he was being gentle deliberately so thF he could disappear and make suffer for keeping him hanging for too long.Jackson carried me away in his arms to where the care was parked. It was about a thirty minute walk from the hideout. I expected him to drop me soon, but he carried me until we got to the car. He pl
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