‘Alright, little one,’ Kelsey murmured, his voice a tender blend of warmth and determination as he cradled the baby with snow-white hair. His deep brown eyes, usually calm, now held a glint of steely resolve. ‘Let’s find your father, even if it means knocking on the mob boss’s door.’
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