~PROBLEM~
AMAYA
I finished mixing her cereal and carried her into the dining room. Instead of sitting in her own chair, she climbed onto my lap like always.
I didn't argue. I simply held the bowl and cup of water. I fed her while she swung her little legs beneath the table.
Ariel chatted happily about cartoons and teddy bears, completely unaware of the storm she had left inside me.
Because while she quietly ate her breakfast, all I could think about was her heartbreaking question. When will I see Daddy? The terrifying truth was, I truly didn't know. Brown was a monster to me, a terrible husband in every sense of the word. But Ariel loved him blindly. And despite every single horrific thing he had done, she still deserved answers.
I looked down at my daughter as she happily opened her
