He softened his tone. “Listen, your mum is someone I care about a lot. More than I show. More than I said before. And no one, not even you, should say things that hurt her like that.”
Danish swallowed. “Even me…?”
David looked him straight in the eyes. “Yes, even you.”
There was something in David’s gaze that made Danish freeze. It wasn’t scary, but it was heavy. Like his father was giving him a warning he didn’t fully understand.
“You’re a child,” David said softly. “You make mistakes. But you can’t hurt your mum with words like that. She doesn’t deserve that.”
Danish lowered his head. “I’m sorry…”
“You have to say that to her,” David said. “Not to me.”
“I… I will,” Danish whispered. “But will Mum forgive me?”
David leaned forward and brushed his son’s hair back. “Your mum loves you. She’ll forgive you. But you need to talk to her. Don’t run away again.”
Danish nodded.
There was silence for a moment before David spoke again.
“One more thing.” His voice softened, but there was something deep behind it. Something intense. “Your mum is very important to me. I know I made mistakes with her. I know I hurt her. That’s why I’m trying to fix things now.”
Danish blinked. “Dad… do you still love Mum?”
David’s chest tightened. He didn’t answer right away. He looked at the wall, then lowered his eyes.
“Yes,” he whispered. “I do.”
Danish’s eyes brightened a little. “Then why can’t we live together? Mum said she doesn’t want....”
“She’s scared,” David cut him off softly. “She was hurt before. By me. So she stays away from me. She doesn’t trust me yet.”
“Then you should say sorry to her.”
David let out a small breath. “I’ve been saying sorry… but it’s not enough. I need to show her. I need to prove I can protect her this time.”
Danish looked at him. “I will tell Mum not to be scared anymore.”
“No.” David leaned closer. “Don’t pressure her. Don’t force her. She’s already struggling. You just need to love her and be gentle with her. That’s enough.”
“What about you?”
David’s eyes softened. “Me? I’m not gentle. But I won’t hurt her again. That’s my promise.”
Inside, Lily sat on the bed, eyes swollen, cheeks still wet. She looked up and saw her son standing there, hands twisting nervously.
“Danish?” she whispered.
He ran to her and hugged her waist tightly. “Mum… I’m sorry.”
Lily froze.
Then she wrapped her arms around him. “Why are you saying sorry, baby?”
“I shouldn’t have said you don’t care about me,” he said through tears. “I was angry. I didn’t mean it. I know you love me. I know you do everything for me. I love you, Mum. I really do.”
Lily’s lips trembled. She held him closer, burying her face in his hair. “You scared me… You scared me so much,” she whispered. “But I’m not angry. I’m just hurt. Please don’t say things like that again.”
“I won’t,” Danish promised.
Outside the door, David listened. His jaw clenched tight, but his eyes softened.
He whispered to himself, “Good boy.”
Then he stepped away from the door quietly, giving them space.

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