She looked down at a framed picture from her daughters, named Hannah & Bailee, as she let her tears roll down her cheeks stroking the frame with her thumb. It had been two days since her world came crashing down. The life of her own little daughter, Bailee, had been taken away. On one side she was happy that her little girl finally didn't have to suffer anymore and could rest in peace. The other side missed her dearly and couldn't believe that she was really gone. Her daughter died due leukemia.

She sighed as she placed the frame in front of her on the table and grabbed the pen she had in her hands an hour ago again. She looked down at the paper in front of her and leaned the pen on it left with a black out. She knew she had to write him about what happened but he never cared when she sent him important letters. She always kept him updated about their daughters even if he told he wanted her to leave him alone.

She didn't need anything from him through the years, she was able to except the fact that she would have to raise her daughters alone. She just wanted him to know that they were alive, and how they looked a lot like him. She always wrote her address in capital letters on the back of the envelop, praying that he would once write a letter back for his daughter.

She tapped the pen against the paper lightly, listening to it, focused on the paper. She remembered doing the same thing after he left, when she wrote her first letter to him. She wrote how much she hoped that Hannah and Bailee wouldn't have to be the ones who got hurt by their parents problems, knowing that he loved them to death.

Before they broke up he spent most of his time playing with their daughters. It was as if they where soul mates, even thought they were only a few months old. She sobbed lightly remembering the day they were finally born. He was so happy to finally hold his daughters in his arms he could run through the whole hospital showing them.

Now it seemed like all of this was a dream, and none of it has happened. He never asked about how they were, he never visited them. She wanted to visit him with their daughters but, she was afraid that something bad would happen, that her lies to their daughters about how much their dad loved them would be false. She was afraid that it would break their hearts, so She always ended up pushing the idea away.

She finally managed to click onto the pen so she could write, placing the pen back onto the paper and took a deep breath, taking one last look at the picture. She looked back at the paper and slowly started to move her hand as she started writing.

"Dear Kendall,

I know that I've been sending you letters for years about our daughter. I also know that you don't mean to avoid her but that it's me you don't want to see anymore.

After long heartbreaking nights I realized it had no use to hope you would show up I did was wrong. I now know I shouldn't have done that. If I could turn back the time to change everything. I would most definitely do it.
I'm sorry that I hurt you Kendall.

Anyways I blame myself for most of what happened between us, but you know that I wasn't the only one who made mistakes. I just wish that our daughters didn't have to be the hut ones out of this. They didn't deserve the pain of not seeing you again.

Every night they would ask me when you'd be coming home…

I always told them that you where too busy and didn't have time to visit but that you loved them a lot because I know you do.

The reason why I'm writing you this letter is because of Bailee…she passed away two nights ago in her sleep.

I sincerely hope that you will be at her funeral this Saturday the 21th at the church where we baptized Bailee & Hannah. You don't need to come for me, but I really hope that you will fulfill your daughter's last wish, her daddy by her side as she meets the angels.

I tried to explain where she would go the best I could and I hope you won't let her down while she's looking down at you from above.

Take care,

Kaitlyn & Hannah

_

She looked down at the letter with teary eyes as she spotted a few teardrops. She quickly grabbed the envelope next to her, and placed the letter in it closing it as she wrote his address at the front and as usually, hers in capital letters on the back.

She stood up, holding the envelope and grabbed her car keys as she walked up to the front door. She walked outside and got into her care placing the letter on the car seat next to her looking at it. She then shook her head lightly and started her car pulling out the driveway.

After a 20 minute drive she drove into his driveway and picked the letter up and got out of the car walking to his front door. She slowly leaned down and placed the letter on his doormat, laying a little rock onto it so the letter wouldn't fly away.

She got back up and took glance at the house and shook her head lightly, as she quickly made her way back into her car and started it. She wanted her foot to push on the gas pedal so badly but, somehow her foot wouldn't listen. She felt tears fall onto her hands as she looked down, her hands that were onto her steering wheel where now covered in small droplets.

She sighed at the thought, it had no use that she wrote him the letter. Still, she hoped it had the right effect on him, and the he would be at the funeral Saturday. She slowly drove out of the driveway knowing it was the last wish she could try and fulfill for her daughter. She was willing to risk anything for it. Even if it meant meeting him again after 3 years.

She drove onto her driveway as she smiled lightly seeing her mom's car already parked on the driveway. She quickly got out of her car and closed it running up to the front door and got in. She immediately got attacked by a little toddler tangling herself onto her leg. She smiled lightly as she picked up her daughter and held her tight, kissing the top of her head lightly as she mumbled.

"How's my big girl doing?"

"Good. Where's Bailee?"

She sighed as she held her daughter tight closing her eyes rubbed her daughter's back softly while rocking back and for kissing the side of her head.

"Hannah… I told you that she's gone to play with the angels."

"I want to go too. Can we visit?"

She slowly opened her eyes again as she met her mom's gaze. She sighed as she felt tears sting into her eyes and walked over to her mom who had now her arms wide open. She laid her head down on her mom's shoulder as she let out soft sobs as she felt two arms wrap around her. She couldn't hold herself in anymore and slowly kneeled down onto the ground holding her daughter close.

She now left out big sobs as Hannah looked at her with big scared and sad eyes placing her tiny hands on her cheeks.

"Mommy…I don't like seeing you crying…"

"I…I know sweetie. How about we take a nap? Does that sound good? That way we can dream about Bailee and play with her."

"We're going to play with Bailee! Is granny coming too?!"

She shook her head lightly as she still looked down at her daughter who was happily clapping her hands. She couldn't help but feel sad knowing that Hannah had no idea what was really happening. She got up from the ground and kissed her mother's cheek lightly mouthing her a 'thank you'. Her mom nodded at her in a comfort and then made her way into the kitchen. She made her way up the stairs to her large bedroom and walked over to the bed laying Hannah down in it whispering.

"Do you want something to keep with you Hannah?"

"Mister Snuggle!"

She smiled lightly at her daughter as she then walked out of her bedroom into the girls' bedroom and grabbed the stuffed animal from Hannah's bed, She turned around and looked at Bailee's bed, feeling a large pain shoot in her heart. She slowly made her way up to it, grabbing a stuffed animal for herself. She held both of the stuffed animals close while she walked back to her room and handed Hannah her stuffed animal while laying down holding the other, close to herself.

She sat up grabbing for the covers and pulled them over her and her daughter carefully. She sighed tiredly as she felt her daughter cuddle up to her close with the stuffed animal trying to wrap her arms around her. She for the first time chuckled lightly wrapping her arms around Hannah tight, as she closed her eyes and kissed her forehead mumbling.

"Sweet dreams Hannah."

"Mommy…"

She opened her eyes again and looked down at Hannah who had now tears in her eyes and was trying to wipe them away with one hand while holding her stuffed animal tight to her with the other stuttering on her words.

"W…we're not going to see Bailee."

She sighed as she lightly shook her head and started to wipe her daughter's tears away whispering.

"N..no we're not sweetheart…"

"Is she happy where she is now?"

She grabbed her daughter closer to her as she kissed her cheek lightly while she nodded. Soon Hannah stopped crying and looked at her with red eyes but now filled with sleep. She stroked her daughter's cheek lightly, and gave her a comfort smile.

"She's very happy where she's right now. She gets to play with new friends, and she looks down onto the earth watching us proud. Don't worry sweetheart… the place she's in right now… is the best place for her.

How about we both get to sleep and dream about her?"

Hannah nodded at her clapping her hands lightly as she quickly hide her face into her chest holding onto her tight and squeezing both of the stuffed animals between them. They both closed their eyes wondering there mind to Bailee who was now in a better place

without pain.

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