Paige

With tears on her eyes and her lips quivering, Paige looks up at you. You carry your work leather bag in one hand, and her schoolbag in the other. Her pride makes it hard for her to throw a child-like tantrum to not go to school and having to be away from you. She was not a little kid anymore to be behaving like that. Instead, she hugs your waist and buries her delicate face in your formal shirt, her tears leaving wet spots on it. Please, daddy... She sobs lightly, like a princess that needs to be rescued. I don't want to go, I want to stay with you.