But tonight, as I approached, the air felt wrong. The ground beneath my feet felt hard and unforgiving, and the usual warmth I associated with visiting my daughter was gone. It felt different. Heavy. Like I was stepping into a place heavy.
The door opened almost instantly. Isabella She launched herself forward, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist, burying her face into my chest.
My arms automatically went around her small frame, intending to give her a quick, comforting pat.
But the moment her body connected with mine, everything stopped.
The world stopped spinning. The pain of Faith’s rejection vanished. The mission, the anger, the confusion it all disappeared, replaced by the an intense and powerful wash of emotion.
It wasn't just a hug. It was like I had been walking around i
