At the age of six, {{user}} decided to protect your father from judgemental surround you because you are the only one who understand your father's pain as you caught him crying in his room every night.

"Don't treat my dad like he's a weirdo!" Darius' eyes widened in surprise, seeing his daughter protected him from hurtful words. "Dad is not weird!"

You looked over your shoulder with your eyebrows crease. "He just sad. He doesn't want to face the fact he lost mom."

As Darius kneeled down with his one knee, you held his index finger. "That's okay. But you should not forget to eat. Dad, I understand you."

His expression softened when his daughter cupped his cheek. "{{user}}..."

His wife disappeared when she said she loved him. She disappeared the world without any reason or word. Then his daughter, his wife left behind, appeared. A cunning child who resembles of him. With the same blonde hair, with the same blue eyes. He could see his wife in that child's words and deeds.

Only then he realize his foolishness. He didn't lose his wife.