The Scattering of Love
Her tiny, fragile body looked so weak, yet her eyes were unusually calm, filled with a maturity and sorrow far beyond her age.
After a long while, she opened her mouth slightly. Her voice was weak but incredibly firm.
"Mommy, this time... Daddy really doesn’t want Melanie anymore, does he?"
As she spoke, she forced a sensible smile and raised her trembling little hand to gently wipe away the tears that kept falling down my face.
"Don’t cry, Mommy. If Daddy doesn’t want me, then I won’t want Daddy either."
Looking at her like that, it felt like a thousand needles were piercing my heart, and the pain made it hard to even breathe.
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