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Jerrie sat back on the couch with a sigh; his youngest daughter sobbing in his arms. After hearing her boyfriend had been cheating on her almost immediately after their first date; she went running to Daddy for comfort.
Angelica, being the youngest girl, seemed to always have Jerrie wrapped around her little finger. There was nothing he wouldn't do for any of his three girls; but Angelica was his Miracle Baby.
She battled leukemia at the young age of two and had been in remission since she was five years old.
Now, twenty-seven, not much had changed between them.
"I don't know what I did wrong, Daddy." she said, looking up at him desperately. She sniffled and shook her head, leaning into his arms again. "He hates me 'cause I wouldn't put out, most likely."
Jerrie frowned, wiping her tears away gently; kissing her tear streaked, puffy eyes.
"No, Angel." he said firm. "You did nothing wrong and if he cheated because you wouldn't have sex with him; he's a lowlife. He didn't deserve you in the first place."