–Damon–
I arrived home safely. Just as Livana instructed me. Like it's just a one-night stand. I came home with wrinkled clothes, messy hair, and my son ran toward me… but he stopped halfway, staring up at me with curiosity.
I tried to smile and lowered my arms, spreading them wide for him.
"Not Dada!" He turned back and ran away.
"Sky, it's Dada!" I called after him. He paused, turned his head, and stared again. It's probably the beard. I forced a smile. He turned again and raised his forefinger, shaking it.
"It's Dada," I knelt down, and this time he approached me.
"Dada!" He cupped my face and pointed at my jawline.
"Hello, my Sky," I breathed, kissing his temple.
I went upstairs with Sky, our robot trailing behind us. I rummaged through the drawers and pulled out the document. I opened it, and there it was—the small house that was named to me and Sky. There was also a picture and the location. But most importantly, specific instructions written by Livana.
