“What if Peyton leaves, Daddy?” “Oh, James,” I say with a sympathetic sigh. For someone so little, he holds so much emotion in his tiny body. “What makes you think that?” My arms wrap around him as I embrace him in a tight hug. “My m-mom,” he sobs into my shirt. “S-she left me. I-I don’t want P-Peyton to l-leave us too. I love her so much, Daddy.” “James, look at me.” I lift his chin as tears form in my eyes too. “I don’t think Peyton is going anywhere.” “Are you sure?” He sniffles. “Because…” I wipe a tear from his eye before I wipe the tear from my eye. “Because I feel the same way, JJ. I
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