A small lie for a smile
Feeling the weight of sorrow in the air, John wrapped his arms around the little girl in a tight embrace, his heart heavy with the burden of knowing that some wounds could never fully heal. With tears welling in his eyes, he began to apologize, his voice choked with emotion.
"I'm so sorry," John murmured, his words a whispered mantra of regret. "I wish I could bring your mother back. I wish I could take away all the pain you're feeling right now."
The girl, wise beyond her years, rested her head against John's chest, her small frame trembling with the weight of grief. In that moment of shared vulnerability, she found solace in the warmth of his embrace, knowing that she was not alone in her sorrow.