"I– I thought you were dead. I'm sorry I stopped believing. I'm so sorry," she began to sob, breaking me into pieces. I hated seeing her cry or sad.

"Don't cry, baby," I held her hands and pulled her towards me, "I'm alive and with you. Don't cry. Please."

I hugged her tight and kissed her forehead, calming her down. She held me back. After some minutes, she calmed down.

"You're right," she sniffed and smiled sweetly at me, wiping her tears, "I should stop ...