Rika

See you soon. Come back soon!

Rika's last message brought a smile to my lips. Her enthusiasm for my return was palpable, but I opted not to respond. Instead, I observed my daughter, immersed in a book, gently murmuring the words as if crafting each one herself. I couldn't help but cherish her bright mind, so much like her father's.

Exiting the airport, I wore my shades, hoping to shield myself from the world. My heart, however, continued its raucous beat, a blend of nervousness and anticipation. The moment we stepped outside, I spotted Elena, beaming and waiting for us. Her joy was infectious, joined by the equally excited...