Chapter 21 - The Breaking Point
The quiet in the hallway was not peaceful; it was the suffocating stillness right before a thunderstorm. Mark stood like a statue, his eyes fixed on the woman in white—Kate.
Kate’s face went pale, but she tried to force a delicate, innocent smile. "Mark, darling... you’re misunderstanding this. She spilled her juice on purpose, and I was just teaching her a little discipline..."
"Discipline?" Mark’s voice was barely a whisper, but it sliced through the cold air.
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He didn't listen to another word. He dropped to his knees right on the cold, wet floor, ignoring the dirty water soaking into his expensive trousers. He wrapped his long arms around the tiny, trembling girl, pulling her tightly against his chest. Lily burst into uncontrolled sobs, her small hands clutching his dark coat as if he were a dream that might vanish at any second.
"Daddy's here," he murmured, his voice breaking as his tears fell onto her messy blonde hair. "I'm so sorry, Lily. I'm so sorry..."
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