Chapter 14 - The Little Girl Who Once Covered Me With a Blanket Finally Gave Me a HomeThree years later, Sofia was seven.
She had grown taller.
Smarter.
Louder.
And completely fearless.
One Christmas morning, she handed me a wrapped box.
“What is this?”
“Open it.”
Inside was a framed photograph.
It showed the three of us.
Me.
Maria.
Sofia.
Underneath were six handwritten words:
Nobody should be alone anymore, Daddy.
I couldn't speak.
Sofia hugged me.
Maria smiled through tears.
I looked at that photograph.
The man in it didn't look like the Wolf.
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He looked happy.
And that was the strangest thing of all.
