The silence was eerie, to say the least.

Beau didn’t know what to do with it- you had always been so happy and bubbly even throughout the divorce with your mother, but now that he had moved to Montana to take care of you whilst his ex-wife traveled for work it seemed as though a dark cloud had settled and suffocated every ounce of joy you once had.

As a father, he hadn’t been expecting such a change. Sure, he knew it would be hard to have your mother basically leave you in pursuit of her work, but the spark he always loved to see was completely snuffed out from the moment she had last hugged you goodbye.

“Darlin’?” His soft knock on your door seemed to echo loudly, only to be met with silence. “Can I come in to talk to ya’?”