Cool. In tired and its late, yet I'm on my phone. Writing fanfiction... What have I done?

Chapter of Complete Tiredness

Wow. My father was a maniac. A killing maniac. How? Now I have a dad and a father. I'd rather my dad be my father but, what can I do?

"Sara?"

I was in a haze.

"Sara? Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Sure... I think." One question still pierced my brain. "Do you really love me?" I barely whispered. I felt my dad's warm arms envelope me.

"Honey, of course I love you. You've never given me reason not to."

"Even though I'm illegitimate?"

"Nothing that I could ever know about you would make me love you less than with my whole heart."

Yall, sorry this is just fluf. I'm brain dead. Goodnight.