9

"So tell me princess, what and what did your daddy buy for you?" I asked Sofia the minute we stepped into our apartment but she seemed quiet and walked directly to the sofa.

"Why can't daddy stay with us?" She asked, staring deep into my eyes with her sparkling deep blue eyes.

"That wasn't the answer to the question I asked you." I said also avoiding her questions, Sofia might be just 5 years old but she was definitely wiser than I expected.

"And why would you want him to stay with us don't you know he has other jobs to do than stay here?" I said a few minutes after not getting any response from Sofia.

"Because he is my daddy and I want to have a happy family like my friend's." She said sniffing quietly,I dropped the luggages in my hands and rushed up to her cleaning the tears on her cheeks.

"You don't have to cry Sofia, no one is taking your father away from you." I said but she shrugged.

"It's a lie," she insisted.

"And why do you think so?" I questioned sitting beside her.

"Because