"If possible, can I be your father for a lifetime?"
His voice was hoarser than before, with a touch of caution, as he clasped her hand in return.
Afraid to look into her eyes, his head lowered, gazing at her small hands.
These were the same hands he held since she was little, and now, those small hands had grown.
Yet in his eyes, his daughter was still that little figure who needed his protection.
Tiana Thorne looked at him, deeply moved and excited, finally letting go of her past restraint, and leapt into his arms, hugging him tightly, crying out, "Dad."
Dad...
Such a wonderful title, so heartwarming.
Sean Thorne breathed heavily, reaching out to hold her tightly.
He didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings at the moment; it seemed no words could express his emotion and fear.
When he calmed down, he opened the room door and went downstairs to see the empty living room.
