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"No! It can't be!" I shook my head violently, rejecting the mere thought that Lily could be dead.

How could a healthy child die just from waiting too long at the Moonlight Fair? It

was

impossible. Olivia was just angry about my broken promise and my favoritism towards

Emma.

"You're just trying to punish me," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "I understand you're upset about how I've treated you both, but this is going too far."

Deep down, I knew my reasoning was flimsy, but I desperately clung to it. The alternative was

too horrifying to contemplate.

"Lily is fine," I insisted, more to myself than to Olivia. "She's just staying with a friend, or at your mother's place. You're keeping her from me to teach me a lesson."

I was terrified of Olivia's words being true. Terrified that it was too late to make amends for my

neglect.

"I've learned my lesson, Olivia," I said, my voice softening. "I understand now. I've been a terrible father. But I can change. The Moonlight Fair is just the beginning."

In my mind, I could see the future clearly - Lily as my cherished daughter, showered with love and attention. We would ride the carousel together, eat cotton candy, and I would carry her on my shoulders just as she had practiced with Olivia.

"I'll be better," I promised. "Just let me see her. Please."

Maxwell shifted uncomfortably beside me, his eyes fixed on the ground. His discomfort only fueled my determination to deny the truth.

her voice gentle but

"I don't want to hear it.

my denial, the surveillance footage continued to play on the large screen. The sight of my daughter waiting patiently for me was

said, pointing to the screen. "She's just sitting there, waiting

as I reaffirmed my belief in Lily's well-being, I saw her small figure sway precariously

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the bench.

my voice cracking as I reached instinctively

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the rest of my life.

coughed - a violent, wrenching cough that

in front

somehow reach through time and

in helpless horror as Lily collapsed, her small body crumpling to the

unmoving, in

face was so pale, stark against the crimson spreading beneath

those emerald eyes so like her mother's,

until the very

Still waiting for me.

could feel her gaze on me, accusing me: "Daddy, you promised you would come.

you?"

tears in her eyes, the hurt she tried so hard to suppress.

clung to the hope that I hadn't forgotten her,

duties, not unloving.

crowd gathering, panicked voices calling for help. Someone

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