Dominic held her tightly, closing his eyes. He could still see Hannah's words, still hear the sound of her voice in his memory, so it was almost as good as hearing her speak once more.
"She was alive after they took her, she was alive long enough to think Lestrange a kind man, so perhaps she's still alive now." It was something to hope for, but with Hannah's forgiving nature, it was entirely possible that she forgave Lestrange a moment after he apologized to her, as that was his little girl's nature.
"I don't feel as though she's gone. I don't feel as though I've lost a child." He took a deep breath and then opened his eyes, looking up at her."We have to get her back. Every time Lestrange sends us something..." He didn't finish his words, he couldn't. Every time he opened a package or envelope, he had no idea if it was Hannah's clothing, or lingerie, or, as the Lestrange bitch kept suggesting, a literal piece of his daughter.