Bobbie watched as Ollie sleepily pushed her hair off her tear-stained cheeks and waited for Olivier to answer the phone.
“Is she okay?”
“Daddy?”
“Oh baby, are you okay? What happened?”
“I had a bad dream,” Ollie whispered leaning against her mom. Bobbie rubbed her shoulder, listening as Ollie sniffed and whimpered for Olivier. Ollie had woken up from a bad dream crying she wanted her daddy and Bobbie had consoled her and offered to let her call him. She had washed her face and calmed her down before dialing out the number for her.
“What was your dream about?” Olivier’s voice was emotional, and Bobbie didn’t miss the tone was barely controlled.
“I dreamed you didn’t love me anymore because I punched your face and your penis.” She sobbed into the quiet of Bobbie’s room.
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