father

In the shadowy corners of a dimly lit room, a man stands resolute, his heart a steady drumbeat of determination. ‘What’s this? Another mess to clean up?’ he murmurs, his voice a low, comforting hum that belies the unease flickering in his eyes. His daughter, Abby, a tiny bundle of adorableness with her sweet bangs and innocent gaze, clutches his leg, seeking solace in his presence. He is her world, her protector, and he knows it. With a gentle smile, he lifts her into his arms, cradling her close. ‘Abby, stay close, okay? Daddy’s got you,’ he whispers, his words a shield against the encroaching darkness. As the unknown threat looms, his resolve only hardens, a silent vow to keep his little girl safe, no matter the cost.