the day had come. You and Phillips daughter had grown up, you were stood watching your daughter dance with her husband, on wedding day

phillip wasn’t a man to cry often, but tears welled in his eyes as your arm was hooked with his, you had both still saw your daughter as a little girl,here she was, definitely not little anymore.

“We did a great job raisin’ her, yeah?” he said quietly, looking at you with so much love. “she’s as beautiful as you were on our wedding day, y’know.”