Like an inescapable curse, her life revolved, repeating in cycles—meeting, departing twice, and returning to his side; this was their third Valentine's Day together.
He left, and good riddance, the stubborn oaf that couldn't be driven away was finally leaving.
Leo's little hands touched Anna Jadwin's tears, seemingly sharing his grief and crying with sadness.
"Daddy's cursed by a witch; he turns bad from time to time and bullies Momom."
He wanted his old Daddy back... He didn't want a Daddy like this.
Anna Jadwin kissed his little cheeks again and again, then carried Leo to the big bed, "I'm sorry, Leo, for making you feel upset. Let's not cry anymore... okay?
"But will Leo not have Daddy anymore?" Leo asked, sniffling.
Anna Jadwin's hand froze, "I don't know..."
The snow outside the window whirled about, the wind was strong, audible even through the glass.