( it's all he cares about, in the end. all he lives and breathes, in place of the self-pity and wretchedness he indulged for far too long. losing hayley — losing hayley was much too close to losing everything. for the first time in a decade, he could not hide behind her goodness and the ample guidance she provided their daughter; he could not be the poor excuse for a father he has always been.
it's a shame he keeps quiet in favor of action, however quiet some of those actions have been.
it's in these moments, hearing with a sharp and exquisite pang the emotional tenor in his daughter's voice, her vow of love for him, that it all seems agonizingly and frighteningly worth — everything. she's worth every terrible deed, every moment he has sinned and exalted in that sin. every torture and terror and vice.
every moment of vulnerability and love.
every sacrifice.
he closes his eyes and swallow past the lump in his throat, for he knows with the experience of a thousand years that there is more than likely more sacrifice to come. )
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it's a shame he keeps quiet in favor of action, however quiet some of those actions have been.
it's in these moments, hearing with a sharp and exquisite pang the emotional tenor in his daughter's voice, her vow of love for him, that it all seems agonizingly and frighteningly worth — everything. she's worth every terrible deed, every moment he has sinned and exalted in that sin. every torture and terror and vice.
every moment of vulnerability and love.
every sacrifice.
he closes his eyes and swallow past the lump in his throat, for he knows with the experience of a thousand years that there is more than likely more sacrifice to come. )
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