Louis groaned as he struggled to stand on his feet. Before he could take another step, his daughter rushed into his arms. She wrapped herself tightly around him, burying her face into his chest.“Dad,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “Mom died in my arms. She… she was calling your name right before she died.”“Wh… what…” Louis stammered. “I… I’m sorry.”Tears streamed down his daughter’s cheeks.“She was pregnant, Dad,” Nana said, sobbing. “Mom was eight months pregnant. And then… then she was killed. Your boss killed her.”“I’m so sorry. Everything that happened… It's my fault. I should’ve protected her. I should’ve kept you both safe.”Louis pleaded.Louis looked at his daughter for a moment. Her eyes were red, her face wet with tears, and her hands were trembling as she held his shirt.He gently placed his hand on her head.“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep the promise I made to you and your mother.”“I promised I’d protect you both. I promised nothing would