It was gone through judgment, lies, fear and anger.
But it was left.
Not what I ever imagined.
More complicated.
More real.
And when Emilia came to me, he took my hand and said,
— Mom, where is Todor Daddy?
I knelt in front of her.
— Daddy is in a place where he will always look at you.
— Like the stars?
— Yes. Like the stars.
She thought about it.
Then he pointed out the window.
— Then I’ll wave to him in the evening.
I hugged her.
And I realized it was never too late for love.
But there is always time for the truth.