THE MARRIAGE HE BURNS: The divorce He Regret
she asked, the light in her eyes dim.
“No, I am not. I will come along with you,” I answered. I was thinking meeting her again was going to be hard rebuilding trust, explaining and lying why I have to leave. But I am glad she understands without not wanting an explanation, I would explain to her later, maybe when she is a little older.
“And we will get to spend more time together,” I added, her face lit up, she sat up and climbed out of the bed.
“I know it's too early to go to bed, but can we read the bedtime stories together? Daddy had little time to read them to me,” she said softly, pulling out the bedtime story books.
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