A scowl drifted across his features.
He'd gifted their daughter a new pearl jewelry piece, built with seashells and starfish, each one more unique than the last. And he'd done this the day after her birthday, to make up for and distract from the fact he left before she went to sleep. When she was younger, it was easier. He had to put her to bed, had to read her a story, had to tell her a story. Now? Every year she got older, she needed him less. At least, that was how it seemed. He huffed, flinging a ball of water at Inala.
He held up his hands, counting as he spoke:
Eventually, she'll be old enough to know what happened.He murmured, as he righted himself to find her in the dark.
She's always been curious. And I've always covered my tracks,he pointed out, as if she didn't already know.
He'd gifted their daughter a new pearl jewelry piece, built with seashells and starfish, each one more unique than the last. And he'd done this the day after her birthday, to make up for and distract from the fact he left before she went to sleep. When she was younger, it was easier. He had to put her to bed, had to read her a story, had to tell her a story. Now? Every year she got older, she needed him less. At least, that was how it seemed. He huffed, flinging a ball of water at Inala.
It's not my fault this day marks so many endings.
He held up his hands, counting as he spoke:
The clan died. Chi. We got together. We fell apart. She was born. We came here.His voice was even as he spoke, his gaze roaming over her, before drifting up to the sky.
We got our vallaslin...So much more.
We got a new life. There is an entire history we keep from her.He felt a little bit guilty about keeping it all from his daughter, but at the same time... He never wanted her to know that kind of hurt.
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