Her soft hair flows freely through the wind as the taste of air is still cold and chilling to the bone. Her finger turned the door knob with ease, revealing the room colder than the weather outside.
Dad.
Rydan raised his head, greeting his only daughter with a smile, gesturing for her to come closer. The little girl skipped over in light steps and stayed by his side, hugging his open arms as she whispered inside his father's head.
You should take a bath.
Rydan stared at his daughter's orbs resembling his wife, smiling down at the girl he rubbed her blushed cheek. Feeling it cold to the touch, he rubbed his hands together and put the two of them on her cheeks. Trying to give warmth to her.
