Nikki's POV
As I held my daughter at arm's length, my heart broke. She was my girl. My little girl. My baby. And she'd been abused!
'Jodi... Jodi, sweetheart?' She was shaking like she was about to break.
'Yeah?' My heart broke as she started to sob again. I couldn't blame her.
I did the only thing I could think of. Guiding her into my living room, I ordered her to put on some pyjamas whilst I made her a camomile. She was too distraught to protest and got changed, and just as she was about to collapse, I picked her up, watching as her eyes closed. Carrying her all the way up the stairs wasn't easy – bloody hell was she heavy.
I carried her into my bedroom, pulling back the duvet and I placed her inside very gently. I sighed as i tucked her under the covers and held her hand, pressing it to my lips.
I sat on the side of the bed and watched her as she slept, caressing her face as I leaned over and kissed her cheek. I stroked her hair off her forehead, grabbing a brush and brushing it neatly, showing her middle parting. I wrapped my arms round her and gave her a gentle, reassuring squeeze, before sitting up and watching, watching, my eyes not leaving my baby's side...
Scout's POV
I woke up with a jolt. It was dark. I was tucked into one side of a large, warm king size bed and my injuries had been healed. Noticing a mug on the bedside table and realising it was camomile, I drank it. It was hot, sweet and relaxed me instantly. Soft pillows were piled behind me and as I relaxed into them, the bedside light was switched on, and I got the shock of my life.
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