"Umma?" My little girl went beside me and snuggle against my neck 
"Yes baby, what can umma help?" I ask adjusting a bit putting away some of my paper works
"Umma... my teacher said we will have a special fathers' day celebration... Can appa come this time?" she said her eyes full of expectations and hope

My world crashes down of how at the young age of six, my precious daughter couldn't feel how it is like to have a father, to have a king that help her stood up and a hero that protect her. 

Hesitant to answer, I just hug her so tight and control the tears that were threatening to fall. For six whole years, the pain was still there, the bruises he created was still visible. The scars were far from being healed. It was still engraved deep inside me the hurt, the pain, the loneliness that he alone caused.

Closing my eyes, I visualized my daughter asking the same old question with eyes full of wonder of why she didn't even met her father even once and only to get the same old answer, but now everything will change. 

"I'm sorry baby..."

I saw him after all these years, there he was, standing gloriously in his tux, all smiles and one hands clasp around the stem of the goblet, and another hand around the waist of this beautiful woman, the star of that night. I don't know why did I even agree on coming to this annual night when I can spend it with my daughter.

"Appa is not coming anymore"

he didn't notice me, all he see was that girl, that lucky girl who maybe didn't know that the man holding her waist was once my lover, was once my husband, and is a father... 

"Waeyo? Do appa hate me Umma? he never went to any of my recitals or fathers day... Did Jana do something wrong?" my little girls' lips quivered as she ask me those heart-wrenching questions

"No baby, don't think that way..." 

It was never easy saying how broken your family is already. It was never easy how to explain everything to a mere innocent child. 

Why do you even have to go?

We promised forever, now it turns to never...

Uncontrolled tears then starts rolling from my eyes...

You shouldn't have stole my heart, now it was never easy getting it back.

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First chappie :D

well, if you're wondering, some of the italics are the thoughts of Hyunjae which is addressed for Jongin :D

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