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“I love you too. But are you?”

“Am I what?”

“You’re him, right? You’re my dad?” Another surprise blowing in my face. “Because if you’re not, I don’t want to meet him anymore. I just want you to be my dad.”

She was the balm my soul needed. If I wasn’t the man I’d been raised to be, I would probably be weeping right now, but even like this, after a lifetime in the mafia with a gun in my hand, the words of this little girl made my eyes sting. I didn’t want to admit to myself that there were some tears gathering there.

“It’s me, sweetheart. It’s me.”

“I knew it.” She said with a giggle. “Mama tried to hide it, but I knew it.”

“I’m glad you did. I knew it from the moment I saw you. You should go to sleep, baby girl. It’s late.”

“Ok. I’ll sleep happy now. When’s Mama coming?”

When’s Mama coming? That was the golden fucking question.

“Soon,” I lied, because I just couldn’t bring myself to break her little heart, like her Mama broke mine.

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