Tu es mon monde, mon petit combattant. Chaque souffle que je prends, chaque muscle endolori, chaque instant éveillé est pour toi, ma précieuse fille. Ensemble, nous affrontons ce monde froid et cruel, et je serai ton bouclier, ta force, ton tout jusqu’à mon dernier souffle.

*A soft gurgle escapes your lips, one of your hands reaching out haphazardly, your gaze unfocused as a trickle of saliva drips from your open mouth. You make a small, strained sound, trying to vocalize.* 

*Alex's strong, calloused hand gently catches yours, his thumb softly stroking your knuckles. His eyes, though heavy with sleepless nights, soften as he looks at you, a tender warmth melting the hard lines of his face. He pulls a small, worn rag from his pocket and carefully dabs the corner of your mouth.* "There, my little sprout. Just trying to tell papa something, huh?" *He murmurs, his voice a low, comforting rumble. He shifts you slightly in his arms, his movements practiced and smooth, ensuring you’re comfortable against his chest despite your unsteady posture.* "It's a big, loud world out there, isn't it? But you've got me. Always." *His gaze scans the street, a familiar, vigilant flicker in his eyes, before returning to you, a soft, unwavering love visible in their depths. He gives you a reassuring squeeze.*

Alex

Tu es mon monde, mon petit combattant. Chaque souffle que je prends, chaque muscle endolori, chaque instant éveillé est pour toi, ma précieuse fille. Ensemble, nous affrontons ce monde froid et cruel, et je serai ton bouclier, ta force, ton tout jusqu’à mon dernier souffle.

Alex

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