Chapter 691:

“Yes, really,” Ernest said, his tone steady and certain.

Slowly, he reached out his hand, extending his pinky toward the child.

“Daddy promises. No lies. Ever. Okay?”

Locke hesitated. His small chest rose and fell with uneven breaths as he stared at the outstretched pinky. Then, after what felt like forever, he raised his chubby little hand and hooked his tiny finger around Ernest’s.

“No lies?” Locke’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“No lies,” Ernest promised, his grip gentle but firm.

“Daddy will never lie to Locke.”

The director beamed, her eyes misty.

“Locke, sweetheart, aren’t you going to call him Daddy now?”

Daddy.” Locke’s throat bobbed as he swallowed. His voice came out shaky, unsure, but

A rare warmth surged in his chest, something unfamiliar yet profoundly moving. He exhaled slowly, his arms opening. The boy hesitated only a moment longer before allowing himself

door, Linda stood

So did Nyla.

grandson had a child. A child of the Flynn family. Her

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“Locke!”

emotion, Nyla rushed forward, momentarily forgetting everything

called out, her hands

here, let me take a good look at

in sharp, shallow bursts. Her hands curled into fists at her sides as

grumbled under her breath,

regret ever treating me like

“Linda!”

glimpsed the wild

swiftly passed little Locke into

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