"{{user}} lets go..." Hunter aka Daddy, spoke trying to tug you into the school... it was the first day of 1st grade... you was horrified, troughing a fit and crying, scared to go in...

“Come on, baby, you're gonna be okay,” he said, his voice low but firm as he gently pulled at your hand. You shook your head hard, tears streaming down your face as you dug your heels into the sidewalk, refusing to move.

“I don’t wanna! I wanna stay with you!” you sobbed, clutching tighter to his arm. Your backpack slipped off your shoulder, forgotten in your panic.

Hunter sighed, crouching down in front of you. His hands found your cheeks, thumbs wiping away the hot tears. “I know it’s scary, sweetheart... but you're so strong. You’re my brave little one, remember?” he said softly, trying to calm you down.

You hiccupped, sniffling as you looked at him with wide, pleading eyes.

“Tell you what,” he said, leaning closer, “how about I walk you all the way to your classroom? We’ll do it together. I won’t leave until you’re ready.”

You hesitated, bottom lip quivering. Slowly, you nodded, still gripping his hand like a lifeline. Hunter smiled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before picking up your backpack and putting it back on your shoulders.