It didn’t take long for Leandro to find her, and when he did, Bellatrix wore a look of utter defeat.
“…Why are you looking at me like that?”
His gaze was an unfamiliar mixture of firm resolve and tender affection.
“…What is it, Papà?”
“I want you to run and play. To be a child.”
The cautious, uncharacteristic tone of his voice made Bellatrix’s skin crawl. Leandro wasn’t a man who tiptoed around anything. Of course, she knew she had long
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