eleven; blue

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"Mummy, whew is dada? " she asked. I looked at her her eyes wide as curiosity circles around her mind. "Do you want the truth?" I asked. She nodded.

"Your dada, doesn't love mummy, she doesn't love me. So he went away." I said. Her eyes were watering as she slowly realizes, that her father is gone.

"D-dada doesn't love me anymow?" I shook my head. "If dada loves me why he leave us awone?" Curiosity killed my daughter.

"He loves you, not me." I explained to her. "If he loves me, then he should be hewe with us." She answered. She went upstairs. To my room. I cried.

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I woke up to shaking. "Taylor?" He asked. "TAYLOR!" Another voice yelled. "What? Niall? Austin?"

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