"Papa!"
Isaiah caught little Sunny's figure running from the first pew to the two figures at the entrance. The two newcomers stopped from their steps, turning their attention to the little girl running toward them.
"Ah, my princess!" the man with silver hair and bright pair of crimson eyes squatted down. He spread his arms wide open, smiling from ear to ear to welcome his daughter. "Did you miss your papa —"
"Mama!"
The man's smile froze as Sunny ran past him, jumping to the woman behind the man. The woman simply bent her knees, catching the little girl in her embrace.
"Mama, Sunny miss you so much!" Sunny expressed, melting into the woman's embrace.
The woman's beautiful face softened, pulling the little girl's body closer as she tightened her embrace.
