Alpha King Chases Abandoned Luna

Chapter 167

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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.

began, her voice

want to hear it. Just bring

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

She's fine," I said, pointing to the screen. "She's

well-being, I

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the bench.

cracking as I reached instinctively toward

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would haunt me for the rest of my life. My daughter's tiny

she coughed - a violent, wrenching cough that sprayed blood

front of

I shouted, as if my voice could somehow reach through

Lily collapsed, her

lay there, unmoving, in

face was so pale, stark against the

emerald eyes so like her mother's, fixed

until the

Still waiting for me.

me: "Daddy, you promised you

you?"

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

that I

duties, not unloving.

panicked voices

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