Then I woke up one morning to find my bed vacant. I assumed he may have gone on a coffee run, but hours went by and Daniel was nowhere to be seen.
My messages were unanswered, and my calls went directly to voicemail. I forced myself to ignore my panic, telling myself it was a misunderstanding. The note was then discovered.
“I apologize, but I must leave.”
It just mentioned that. Just those icy, meaningless words—no warning, no explanation. I recall sitting there with my heart breaking piece by piece as I looked incredulously at the article.
Adam was too young to comprehend the full extent of what had transpired. He didn’t weep when I informed him that his father was no longer with him.
His speech was so little as he just gazed at me with those huge eyes. “Daddy told me he had to go. However, he said that he will return eventually.
