He stood up and ran towards me, engulfing me into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Please forgive your Daddy...please" he said as he kept crying, I felt something wet on my shoulder...it was his tears. My heart ached at his state.
He did wrong but...he is still my father whom I love the most.
"I'm really...sorry my baby...I'm sorry" he kept mumbling sorry after sorry and at this point tears had already made their way out of my eyes.
I broke the hug and wiped his tears but as soon as I wiped one tear off another made its way out.
"Now stop crying will you? Or do you wish for me to wipe your tears all night?" I said cupping his face with my small hands as he passed a small smile.
We both made our way towards the couch. Daddy sat on the couch and made me sit beside him. He started to explain why he restricted me from everything, why he appointed all the guards and why I was locked up in my room. It was exactly what Mommy told me, he was scared...scared of losing me.
