Wrote this quick! I think it worked out.
He stumbled down the stairs. Shelia was here, Shelia was here, his beautiful baby girl.
She wore a long white dress, but stared down at the cherry wood of the steps. The top of her head was bare.
He slowed down when he noted a silver chain trailing behind her. It ended in – No! No!
His brother fisted the other end of the silver leash.
His brother’s smirked and mouthed the words: “I win.”
No, he would fight this. It wasn’t over yet. He wouldn’t allow his daughter to suffer.