TW: fake death (always put to your mind that this is pure fiction)

Ciara's pov

"T-Tyron.."

I could feel my tears constantly flowing from my eyes. But instead of answering me, he just smiled at me. A smile that makes my knees weaken, even more, the smile that I thought I would never see in my life or even once in my life ever again, will unexpectedly be seen by my two eyes exactly on this day. 

It was as if my heart was pounding as he stepped closer to me.

Tyron...

"Can I take the hand of your daughter, sir?" He politely asked my daddy, while I still couldn't...