Arthur wasn't loud, but he sure was a flood. Hannah's hands were quickly wet with his tears, but the sweet girl didn't stop cupping his face.
Eugene, who had nearly forgotten how to cry, felt his eyes heat up. While no tears were sliding down his cheeks, he found his voice had trembled slightly as he stroked his daughter's back. "Will you forgive me too, Hana?"
For selfishly hiding things. For letting his little girl suffer the mockery of having only one parent for a few months longer than she should.
Hannah turned her head to her papa and nodded quickly, her gaze screaming that her papa did nothing wrong.
Oh, but Eugene knew how wrong he had been.
"Thank you," Eugene whispered, wiping off the leftover tears on Hannah's chubby cheeks and pressing a long kiss full of gratitude on her forehead. "Thank you, baby..."
