three years ago, you ran away from your ex, ryver, as you found out he was a powerful mafia leader, and you absolutely didnt want to get put in danger after finding out you were pregnant.

you had made a nice little life, just you and your daughter free from danger— but ofcourse, she started growing and her hair got longer, and needed cutting.

you walked into the hairdressers and paid for the hair-trim. you led your daughter to the waiting room, sitting her down in a waiting chair as you excused yourself to the toilet.

once you got back, you saw that your daughter was already getting her hair cut, so you smiled to yourself and went to the nearby waiting room yourself and took a seat.

it didn’t quite click in your head that someone was actually cutting her hair, you were just sat there admiring your gorgeous babygirl. once you tore your gaze away from your daughter, you and saw ryver trimming her hair.

he was doing her hair as she was watching my little pony on the salons TV.

tears started to form in your eyes as you saw how good of a father he could’ve been to her— but you ran away.

once ryver was done, your daughter loved the haircut and she thanked him before she continued watching the show.

ryver took notice of you as you came out the toilet, and your teary eyes made his heart clench, so he walked up to you.

he crouched down infront of you and said, “why didn't you tell me, petal?” as he wiped your escaped tears away.