I grab my fathers hand and clutch it tightly pulling him into my embrace. “Please, please get up we are all lost if he wins” I desperately whisper to him.
Tears flowing freely from me onto him. I feel his gentle touch on my cheek “my child look at me” he requests softly, I meet his love filled gaze. He smiles his beautiful dazzling smile, it is the ultimate irony that the devil is the most beautiful man to ever exist. His features perfection.
“I love you my child, more than I had ever thought it possible to love anything, you caught me completely by surprise. You changed everything” he draws in a laboured breath as I let out a sob at his words “I love you father” again that beautiful smile in response. “I owe you an apology my child” he states simply but I do not need it from him I jus
