Just an hour earlier, while I was working late, I received a call from the library. Mia was found huddled in a corner, crying.
The librarian scolded, "What kind of parent leaves their child alone like this? It's dangerous!"
I apologized and hurriedly took Mia home.
Today was Children's Day. I couldn't spare time because of work, so I asked Logan to take Mia out to play.
And this happened just two hours after she left my sight.
In order to make Mia happy, I took her to the playground.
To cheer Mia up, I decided to take her to the playground.
Distracted by this sight, I didn't notice Mia slipping away until she ran towards Logan who was wiping off his sweat.
She was about to call out "Dad" when the boy Logan was holding pushed her away.
"Go away, he's my Uncle Logan!"
The boy shouted, and his face was full of childish arrogance.
Mia's joy quickly turned to tears.
"Why are you crying? Shame on you!"
The boy taunted and even tried to pull her hair.
Mia burst into tears from the pain.
I rushed over to scoop Mia up.
Her carefully braided hair was a mess, and her new princess dress was torn.
My heart ached to see the scrape on her elbow from the fall.