“Rainey! I need you to wake up.”

Screaming, she sat up. Tears streaming down her face, she looked around. Dominic stood next to her, worry flashing across his face.

“You’re okay.”

Sobs racked her body as she shook her head. She wasn’t. There was nothing okay about her.

“Your Daddy is coming right now.” Dominic ran his hands through her hair.

She continued to cry as the images of Pete coming out of the phone and toward her replayed through her head.

“Everything is okay. Daddy is coming back right now.”

She stared up at Dominic, but she could only see Pete’s lifeless eyes. Shutting hers, she cried and cried.

Rainey wanted her Daddy to come, hold her, and make her feel safe.

“Daddy!” she wailed.

“You’re okay. Daddy is coming. I just spoke to him.” Dominic continued to run his hands through her hair.

Wrapping her arms around her stomach, she rocked herself back and forth.

“Shhh, you’re okay. Try and take a deep breath for me. You’re going to make yourself sick if you continue to cry this hard.”

But Rainey didn’t care. She wanted her Daddy to come and help her get rid of the images that endlessly played in her head.

“Rainey.”

She shook her head and continued to cry.

“Rainey!” Daddy yelled.

Dominic helped her sit on the edge of the bed as Daddy came through the door. One look at him and she burst into a new wave of tears.

“Da-Daddy!” she wailed.

He rushed toward her, wrapping his arms around her. “You’re okay. Daddy is here now.”

“I’ll see you later,” Dominic whispered, but she didn’t pay any attention to him.

Sobs racked her body as Daddy held her close.

“Let’s go relax in the tub.” Daddy picked her up bridal style.

She immediately grabbed his shirt, not wanting to let go of him.

“You’re okay. Daddy is right here.”

He sat her on the toilet seat, but Rainey wouldn’t let go of Daddy.

“You can hold onto the edge of my shirt as I get the water going. Daddy isn’t going anywhere.”

He helped move her hand to the edge of his shirt. Rainey watched him like a hawk, tears streaming down her face.

“Everything is okay. You’re okay. Daddy is here. I’m not going anywhere.”

Once Daddy got the temperature right, he turned around and started to pull his clothes off. She knew it was more difficult since she was holding his shirt, but she wasn’t going to let go.