TEN YEARS LATER

KELLAN 

There was no tea in my teacup.

Still, I brought it to my lips and took a pretend sip, just to appease my youngest hostess.

“Have some bus-cots and stawbewwies, Daddy,” Violet said with that sweet smile that could get me to do anything for her. 

My heart melted when she dropped plastic biscuits and fruits on my tiny pink plate. It's the way it lit her face up, her dark chocolate eyes shining with happiness, it made her look like a younger version ...