Taylor's pov
"Girls come down here please." Dad shouted.
"Coming." I shouted.
"Come on Kensie. Wanna go see Daddy?" I cooed in little Kensie's ear.
"Dada." She giggled.
So I picked her up (she is a very small 4-year old ) and walked downstairs.
"Yeah dad?" I asked.
"Girls there is no easy way to say this but... you're mother has passed." He said sadly.
"What's that mean dad?" I asked confused.
He sighed. "Tay i'm sorry... You're mother died from her illness. The doctors tried everything. There was no cure." He said.
Then my heart dropped a thousand miles. Mom had cancer and it killed her.
And worst of all Kensie doesnt even understand because she's too young.
At that moment I just burst into tears. My dad came over and pulled me into a hug. "Shh it's alright. I'm never gonna leave you. I'll always be here." He cooed quietly into my ear.
A/n So just to clear everything up Kensie has a illness that makes her smaller and less able to process things. Thats why she still says things like 'Dada' and why Taylor could pick her up so easily.
So till next time-
Michelle xoxo
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