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Toni's POV

It was dark by the time I'd promised Deena and Graham I'd ring them back once I got back to theirs, I climbed in my Range Rover and just under a few minutes, I was speeding down the motorway back to Deena's mansion in Childwall. As I went to check my phone, turning it over in my handbag, I realised with a jolt I'd pocketed Lyra's iPhone and, fumbling round in my bag, I realised I'd also picked up Lyra's keys – having thought they were mine!

Shit! I needed to get there as quick as possible.

Just over an hour later…

I raced into the house, slamming the heavy front door behind me with a shatter of glass – Deena would forgive me – a glass door or her daughter's life?

I pelted my way up the stairs to her bedroom, throwing open the door and I was almost sick when I clapped eyes on the girl I'd come to love as my own. She'd been panicking so much about the misplacement of her phone and keys so much that she'd tried to break free of the IV wire med.

Quickly, I was at Lyra's side in a flash. Untying her drip and taking the needle out of her hand, grabbing some bandages to wrap round the bleeding, I injected a new needle into her hand and secured the syringe I took the blood from with medical tape, and then tied it with a clear-colour sticker and then finally I wrapped and tied and taped bandages round her wrist, securing the new IV drip in place.

I refilled her fluid bag that was attached to the metal pole and then started on her head injury. She'd obtained two semi-conscious cuts to the forehead and some multi coloured bruising to her cheekbone.

Finally, I changed her out of her pyjamas into some fresh ones (Deena had told me where to locate them), brushed Lyra's hair and tucked her under the covers, sitting beside her in the chair, holding her hand as I caressed her cheek and kissed her goodnight.

'I'm so sorry, honey.'

I whispered as I pressed her bandaged hand to my lips, kissed it and then I broke down in tears, vowing never ever to leave her.

If I did, I couldn't live with myself.

She was everything. Everything.

And I loved my ex-husband's daughter more than life itself!

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