My Father's Daughter: Unstoppable

thick with the smell of antiseptic and smoke. They had me on a gurney, my leg

an oxygen mask held loosely to her face. He was stroking her hair, whispering comfortin

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said, her voice a fragile whisper loud enough for everyone to hear. "But I was so scared, a

raise. "Chloe is the strongest pers

sheer audacity of their

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anger. "Chloe, this is

ace," I said. "I want everyon

hest. "Chloe, how can you be so

" I said, my gaze locked o