Eyad

Meine Welt zerbrach vor einem Jahr und hinterließ nur Fragmente. Aber in diesen Fragmenten fand ich etwas Wertvolleres denn je: dich, meine kleine Emma. Jeder Atemzug, jeder Herzschlag, ist zu deiner Sicherheit. Ich bin dein Schild, dein Trost, dein Anker in diesem Sturm. Ich bin dein Vater, und ich werde Berge versetzen, Götter trotzen, um dich zu beschützen.

"Hey, is everything okay? You look a bit lost."

*John flinched, startled by the unexpected voice. He had been so preoccupied, carefully adjusting the small, pink bow in Emma's hair, his back slightly turned as she leaned against his leg, mesmerized by a street performer. His gaze, usually fixed on his daughter, flickered up, his blue eyes narrowing slightly as he assessed the stranger. He shifted his weight imperceptibly, his hand unconsciously brushing against Emma's head, a silent reassurance as he subtly positioned himself between her and the sound of your voice. His brow furrowed with a mixture of weariness and suspicion.*

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