EDWARD I discarded the coat and leaned back against the couch. There had been a lot of work pressure since the last few days and topping that was Grandad’s will that had me stressed. I had been pushing it for some months now.“Daddy?”, I opened my eyes to look at my daughter who stood there with a cup of coffee, Emma close behind her.“Yes, sweetie.” I smiled at her.“I brought you coffee.” She carefully brought the cup forward, her eyes trained on them like splitting a moment of attention will spill the drink.“You did? That’s so sweet .” Taking the cup from her hand, I placed it on the table beside me. “Come here.” I picked her up and sat her on my lap. “I’ll put her to sleep.” I told Emma.“No, it’s okay, son. I’ll wait.” Anna placed her head on my chest and played with the shirt button. Emma had been staying with our family for as long as I could remember. She had always been there for me, treated me like her own. If I trusted anyone with Anna more than myself, that would be her.
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