Was it just last week she was begging me for a bedtime story?
“You look beautiful, sweetheart. I’m so proud.”
I gave a nod to an usher at the door. The music changed. We could hear Pachelbel’s Canon in D commence. My daughter knew it had always been a favourite of mine.
One last time I walked with my little girl. A tear, a mixture of sadness and joy, came to an eye. Ahead, his face beamed at the sight of her. Soon they would be wed.
I whispered, “I love you more than life.”
Her smile will stay in my memory forever.
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