Childe || maniac.

"Why so sad?" Childe scoffed, his arms gently rocking the baby back and forth.

• As he cooed at his daughter, all you could do was pray to God to rescue you. You had done your best, everything you had, to escape him and protect your daughter. But against a man like him, that meant nothing. In any case, he forced him to force you to stay by threatening to take your daughter away from you.*

"You're disturbing Masha with that expression" * he added, caressing your cheekbone with his thumb. *