“Mummy, does Daddy hate us?" Malakai was just stepping out of his room when those words stopped him cold. A hollow pit gnawed through his stomach. He'd never wanted to be such a terrible father."No, honey. Don't say that," Harper said, stroking Summer's hair."Then why didn't Daddy come home last night? I even made him presents," Summer asked, her voice laced with both curiosity and a deep sadness. It made Harper's heart ache."You can still give it to him today when we get back, baby," she said, pulling in her five-year-old for a hug."Summer." They both looked up at the sound of the deep, authoritative voice that had just spoken. Malakai stood by the doorway of their daughter's room, dressed in a crisp black suit. Summer shrank closer to her mother, and he balled his hands into fists, his chest tightening.What have I done? He thought, feeling sick to his stomach."Can you come over here for a second, sweetheart?" he said, and Summer exchanged bewildered glances with her mothe
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