C34 Trust me

Heather remained motionless.

"Heather, baby?" Her father gently caressed her cheek, planting a kiss on her head before lifting her. Despite her lack of resistance, Heather remained silent. Observing her joy upon her father's arrival, I detected it in the way she looked at him while they descended the stairs. Tears welled up in her eyes, and I felt a deep sympathy for our child