Then nothing special happened until New Year's Eve.
On the morning of New Year's Eve, Summer brought Rosie with her for shopping.
Summer put Rosie's favorites in the basket. She also got a stool for Rosie so that she could stand on it and wash vegetables herself.
Summer stood beside Rosie and they chatted.
Rosie seemed to be grown up a little, but she was still talking childish.
Rosie suddenly asked Summer, "When will
Dad come? Tonight?"
Leonardo went to work at day and usually came back at night before. This left Rosie an impression that Dad liked to show up at night.
Summer was stunned for a moment, and then she explained to Rosie, "He won't come. He has other things to do."
"But, Mom, you said that family should be together for the New Year. Why doesn't Dad come?" Rosie opened her eyes wide and looked at Summer with a puzzled expression.
Summer fell silent. How could she explain to Rosie that she and Leonardo would no longer live together?
"For some reason, Dad and I won't be living together. He's not my family anymore." Summer tried to explain in simple words.
Rosie frowned. She thought for a moment and said, "Why? Isn't he my father?"
Summer smiled, "Of course he is your Dad. What I just said is that he is not family anymore."
Rosie nodded in confusion.
Summer thought that Rosie understood and accepted her explanation.
But not long after, Rosie suddenly raised her head and looked at Summer, "But Dad loves you."
"What?" Summer never thought that Rosie would say this.
"On TV, Dad always loves Mom."
Summer remembered that there was a time when Rosie liked to watch a cartoon.
"Dad loves Mom" was a line that often appeared in it.
Before Summer could figure out how to answer this question, Rosie continued, "Is it because Dad doesn't love you?"
Summer opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Rosie seemed to be right.
Children's world was simple, because they believed that things had only two extremes.
Yes or no, black or white.
"Yes, you..." The doorbell interrupted Summer.
Rosie's eyes lit up and she smiled at Summer, "It's Dad!"
Rosie jumped off the stool and ran out of the kitchen to open the door.
"Rosie, slow down." Summer hurriedly followed, afraid that she would fall.
Rosie ran to the door and stood on tiptoe with great difficulty. Only then could she touch the door handle. She attempted to open the door.
Summer was sad when she saw Rosie looking forward to seeing her father so much.
Rosie was so excited to open the door because she believed it was Leonardo.
However, it couldn't be Leonardo.
Summer didn't want to disappoint Rosie, but there was nothing she could do.
Summer could open the door easily, but it took a lot of effort for Rosie to turn the handle.
The door finally opened a crack, and Rosie poked her head out and looked.
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