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" Well, it's a good story to tell Arielle," she mused, her lips tipping up. "When your daddy was fighting for us, he got so excited that he swooned like a Victorian maiden."
"I didn't swoon. I passed out from exhaustion."
"Same thing."
"Not at all the same thing."
"Tomatoes, tomahtoes."
"You're going to tell Arielle that I'm her daddy?" I asked softly, my smile dropping as I searched her face. "That I fought for her?"
"Do you want me to?" she replied, her lips trembling.
"Yes."
"Then, yeah. I will."
I shuddered, closing my eyes against the emotion that swamped me. I wanted to both scream from the rooftops and pull the covers over out heads to block out the world. The relief was all encompassing. "
― Nicole Jacquelyn , Change of Heart (Fostering Love, #2)