Daughter, I Love You
Who: Jeff and Maddy
When: Late afternoon
Where: Maddy's Hospital Room
What: Another attempt to talk.
Jeff closed his eyes, giving a soft prayer before entering the hospital room, seeing Maddy in her bed, as beautiful and fragile as ever. He walked in silently, relieved that he'd finally caught her alone for a moment. Settling a pink unicorn on her table he took a deep breath, then turned and looked at her.
His lips parted, he intended to tell her that he loved her. He couldn't get it out. Then he wondered if he should tell her how much he loved her mother, and how he'd never wanted to leave them. Again, not a sound escaped him. He closed his mouth, trying to word in his head how he wasn't going to abandon her again, how he wanted to know to, to take care of her, and be the father he never was while she was growing up. He wanted to explain that he'd only left because her mother had asked him to, and that every day of his life he'd woken and wondered about her. He could love and nurture Ava all he liked, focusing on her, but he could never forget that somewhere out there was a little girl that he hadn't been able to do anything for.
He looked at his hands, the small box sitting in them dusty. It hadn't been opened in a long time. Inside was the ring he'd bought Claire when he found out she was pregnant. She'd turned it down, told him to return it, but he hadn't been able to. He'd always prayed she'd change her mind, call him, want it again. Now that would never happen, but the promise of being there could still be made to their daughter.
"I'm sorry," he said softly, putting the box down on the bed, within Maddy's reach if she chose to take it.