continued.
the minute she says it , henry knows. and had charlie not been latched to his leg , terrified & in need of some comfort , he’d take care of the issue right then and there. but his daughter needs him ; the only one she really has in her life . . . and that is enough for him to stay.
with one hand gently prying her from his leg , henry shuffles a bit before he bends to one knee and keeps charlie’s palm in his. his eyes glance across her face , her arms , her hair , to make sure nothing is out of place or bruised or worse---- and he pulls her into a tight hug , “ he’s not going to hurt me , i promise. he’s not going to hurt you anymore , not as long as i’m here. i have you. ”









