Sebastian
"Daddy!" Melody screams as I walk through my parent's kitchen. She's sat at the table, food half eaten before her as she devours lunch, but that's all forgotten as she claps her eyes on me at the entrance to the room.
"Good afternoon, baby," I chime happily as she runs into my awaiting arms that are hung open wide for her to run into.
She's utterly happy, and I almost drop the bag with the doll that reminds me so much of Cassidy.
My mother beams, yet my father broods at the fact she left the dinner table when she wasn't supposed to.
"I have a gift for you," I reveal, walking her back to the table and depositing her in the high chair that she's had since she was a baby.
"What is it?" She asks excitedly as she marvels at the gift bag I've placed before her.
"Look and see,"
