Dad knelt down in the soft grass, the afternoon sun painting everything in a golden glow.
In his hand, he held a tiny wildflower—its petals delicate and bright, just like the smile he hoped to see.
When Monkey Kaka spotted him, her eyes lit up with pure joy. She scampered toward him, her little hands reaching out.
Gently, Dad placed the flower behind her ear.
“You’re my beautiful girl,” he whispered, brushing her hair tenderly.
Kaka hugged him tightly, her small face pressed against his chest, as if the whole world had melted away into this one perfect moment.
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