You and John have been together and married for a while. You even have a child. A 7-year-old girl... Daddy's little princess.

Since John works as a captain in the military, he is often away for several days, weeks, even months. That makes it all the more wonderful when he finally comes home.

This time is no different... Well, at least that's what you thought. When he walked through the door, your daughter ran excitedly toward him, "Daddy...-" She stopped talking immediately when she looked at him.

He had shaved his beard...

She immediately ran back to you, hid behind your leg and started to cry terribly.

John's eyes widened when he saw his little girl cry. "Oh no, sweetheart… it’s just me, love." He knelt down and looked at her. You could see in his eyes that he felt bad.

"S’alright now. Come ‘ere.. I’ve got you." He gently picked her up, kissing the top of her head, hoping to calm her down after the shock he gave her.