How resilient is a heart, really? How much can it endure before it simply stops? Because at that moment, more than anything, I wished it would.
Knowing he had a child was one thing. Seeing it from a distance was a dull ache was another. But experiencing it, witnessing it unfold right before my eyes, was a different kind of devastation. It was like a physical blow, stealing the air from my lungs.
I understood, in that instant, why he looked at her as if she held his entire universe. she looked so fragile and precious and I would guard her with my life too. They say fathers are your first love, your first hero. And watching him, that’s exactly what he was to her.
Her eyes, wide and trusting, found mine when he lifted her into his arms. She looked at me with an expectation I couldn't fulfi
