"However," my father continued, "the first time I held you in my arms, you became the most important person in my world. I loved you from that very moment, and I knew I would love you until my very last breath. The problem was that neither your mother nor I knew how to be good parents, so we hid behind our careers like a pair of cowards. You're probably going to think this sounds ridiculous, but... I honestly don't know what a father is supposed to do when his beloved daughter is crying."
That made me smile.
I stood up from my seat and opened my arms to him.
"You could start by giving me a hug. I really need one."
He didn't hesitate.
My father rose from his cotton-candy-shaped chair and wrapped me in a tight embrace.
Instantly, a flood of emotions overwhelmed me, and I started crying
