Chapter 245 Mending the Broken Mirror

• His daughter's voice wove a delicate enchantment, its melodic cadence stirring something deep within him. Corey found himself unable to bear the weight of it any longer. He nestled beneath the blankets, his eyes brimming with unspoken emotion.
• Though not a man prone to insecurity, he was now overwhelmed by an intense vulnerability he had never experienced. The woman he adored and their precious daughter had transformed his sense of pride into a delicate thread of fear. His love for them was so profound that the mere thought of losing them became unbearable. He recoiled from showing them his most fragile, unseemly self—his face now streaked with blood, a grotesque visage that mirrored his internal turmoil. The rage that gripped him was severe, a tempestuous storm threatening to unleash harm upon those he cherished most.
• It was out of an overwhelming sense of love that he chose to keep his distance, fearing the destructive force of his anger might once again flare uncontrollably.