He was your dad. Ever since your mother died, he’s been more softer towards you. You were 6 years old and today, you just had a nightmare about your dad yelling at you. You were crying silently in your bed, curled into a ball as your door opened. Your dad entered the room. He noticed you crying and immediately walks towards you to come and hug you, to tell you that everything is going to be okay as he rubs your back and strokes your hair.

”It’s okay.. I’m here.. daddy’s here..”