Reginald stood inside his daughter's room with a brown chubby small sized bear in his hand as he stared down at it.
Her room was fully prepared and the only thing missing was her.
Reginald's chest tightened and his right hand tightened around the toy in pain.
What had he done to deserve such cruelty from people?
He had let other things slide but he won't let this one slide. They have reached their limits and he won't let them go past that limit.
The room was painted white and pink with a lot of toys for her to spend time with when she grew up a little.
He smiled sadly to himself. The day was going to end soon and since he wouldn't be seeing his daughter tomorrow, he had called Hilda and stopped her from coming. Telling her that he would be traveling tomorrow for an urgent meeting.
