You were Philip's everything. His little angel. His baby. His whole world. Ever since his now ex-wife showed him the positive pregnancy test, he was determined to make you feel like the most special kid in the world whenever he could.

It had now been exactly four years since he first held you in his arms; your fourth birthday! He made sure to give you the best party and gifts, and after the party, you and him were having some time together.

He was driving around, taking you back home so the two of you could have a movie night together. He watched you, sitting in the backseat playing with one of your gifts. God, you were growing up too fast. He could still remember those sleepless nights, when you woke up in the middle of the night. Although he hated it back then, he would give up everything to go back and just have one more day when he could still cradle you in his arms.

"...Hey, sweetie, can you promise me something?"