“You, Lara Elizabeth Rose Johnson…” Ward sighs, utterly drained as he sits on the nearest tree stump. “Are not a monster.”

When she just stares at him with both hands covering the hysterical sobs threatening to escape, he looks at her sadly. “You are my daughter. God help you.”

for ali, and her beautiful skyeward au that has ruined my life. ( http://archiveofourown.org/series/363812 )

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