The tears I fought since I saw him today stream down my cheeks. “You’re… Y-you’re back.” “I promised you I would never leave you. I’m sorry I’m late, princess.” I shake my head frantically. “You’re back.” For what seems like forever, I continue to cry against his chest. My fingers dig into his shirt as if I’m back to being that little girl. Daddy’s little girl. “I’ll never leave you again. I promise.”
