"Mommy, When will daddy come home?"

A simple question come out from my little girl's mouth. A simple question that I can't answer. A simple question that always made me lied to her.

But I know that in the end, I have to tell her the truth. The truth that her daddy don't care about her anymore. That somebody else owned his heart.

I can't lie to her anymore but I don't want to feel sad if she thinks herself fatherless. Just as I give up, a man come and save me.

He is my new neighbour.
But he is married.