Chapter 0178

She moves, smiles and kisses my cheek. "I close the door."

My clever, sneet munchkin. I chuckle as I correct her. "It's closed the door, honey."

"Close," she repeats it wrong again.

"Closed" "Close"

I give up. I help her get inside the bathtub. It's after she's in that I realize that I miscalculated. How am I supposed to wash with only one hand? I'd been so focused on everything else that I completely forgot that one arm was in a cast. Sighing, I debate on whether I should call Martha, but then after a while I decide against it. It can't be that hard.

I start with her hair, as she tells me about her day. It takes a little bit longer than usual, but I manage. After that, I wash her body, just as slowly as I did with her hair. I drain the water before twisting the tap for more. She likes soaking and just playing with her toys so I let her sit for a while.

"Mommy," she suddenly turns to me all serious.

"Yes, baby?"

"Where is daddy?"

for a second as I try to process what she asked me. I'm frozen as I watch her wide green eyes staring at me, waiting for an

I knew that when she got older, she would ask questions, but I just planned to tell her that her

bridge when I

get out of the tub and dry her. I wasn't ready to have this conversation. I mean, what would I tell her? That her dad is here, but he didn't want her?

my veins. My hands are shaking and she notices. I take a calming breath, trying to push down the fear. I don't want her to see how

in a towel, I lead

get dressed. I am silent, but my brain is scrambling to come up with a reasonable answer. I don't want to lie to her, but I also don't want to tell her the truth. She's still too young. I don't want to break her little heart. Not

knowing that she's

she's seen other children with dads in our

a deflection and not an answer, but

has a daddy," she answers. "But I don't," she looks down as

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