𝑴𝒚 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖

2.

"Why do you always re-read the pages where the main leads confesses to each other like in every novel?" He asked, sipping his coffee from his iron-man-themed mug.

"Why do you re-read the birthday card that your daughter gave you on your 32nd birthday with just the words 'I love you, Daddy ?" She raises another question.

"At 32 I recieved the most heartfelt love letter from someone who means the most of me."

"That doesn't answer the question." She said not taking her eyes off her book.

He tried again, "It felt too good to be true. The feeling is incredibly undefinable when she reciprocates the love I am striving to give her, maybe not the whole but the part of it?" He smiled remembering the scribbling of crayons with the eight letters that held heavy meaning and innocence of the little girl not knowing it.

"Exactly. It's after a lot of patient waiting you saw her writing the message that gives you the best gift as a dad. It's a weird eagerness, just feels too good to be true like you said." She illustrated.

"Uh, I hate the pun!" They laughed until a small cry of, "Mommy, Daddy?" Was heard.

He heard the small, hurried footsteps of hers. He could tell how bright his smile was. He thanked his lucky stars for that night. And as for the woman who opened her arms to fill in the small girl in her arms, he thanked his ex who wished him with the 'you'll-find-a-better-girl-who-is-just-for-you'. He felt the most contented he had ever in his life.