Date- 12 Oct 22XX
Time- 17:35
Location- Central Region, Capital city, Ice Cream parlor
“Sweetpea, which flavor would you like?” Sansa’s Dad asked little Sansa who was still depressed about what transpired in the Duskborn household even after her father repeatedly consoled her on the way here.
“It doesn’t matter, he hates me,” little Sansa said, hearing such dark words come from a little girl of Sansa’s age was very concerning, especially if you were her father.
“How about the Rainbow mix? Different flavor with every lick,” The attendant suggested doing his job.
“…” Hearing the attendant’s suggestion little Sansa gave him a glare and then looked away thinking he was not worth it.
Looking into the little girl’s eyes, despite being a mature adult, the attendant jolted in fright, as he felt an ominous stare staring at him from inside the little girl’s eyes. Hence choosing to stay shut until asked to.
Seeing the darkness looming over his little angel, Sansa’s dad knew he had a problem at his hands and could not help but regret thinking that things would not have spiraled to this if he was present to comfort Sansa when experienced she such a situation for the first time.
“I am sorry, I get back to you soon when I know what she wants,” Sansa’s dad apologized and then carried his little angel to an empty table.
“Sweat pea, I haven’t told you this before but I think considering the situation it is about time,” Sansa’s dad paused seeing little Sansa show no interest in hearing what he has to say, still he chose to continue, “You know, your mother did not like me when we first met.”
Sansa’s dad was sure that now his daughter would be very interested to listen to what he was to say after hearing these words. And he was not wrong, the topic he was talking about was very close to what little Sansa was going through, so it immediately caught her interest. Therefore she could not help but perk her ears and ask, “Really?”
“Oh yes, she hated my guts and everything about me big time,” Sansa’s father said reminiscing about the day he met little Sansa’s mother.
“You are lying, you told me that when two people are in love with each other, and if they choose to they can give birth to babies. If mother and you gave birth to me then you two must love each other very much,” little Sansa though interested in listening to her dad’s story was a little skeptical that her dad was making up stuff just to console her.
“Yeah, we do love each other now, you are the proof of that. But before that, your mother hated me,” Sansa’s father explained.
“What about you dad, did you hate mother too?” little Sansa asked choosing to believe her father.
“No, I fell in love with her the first time we met. I was so in love with her that, I announced my undying love for her right then,” Sansa’s dad was not exaggerating, he really did propose to Sansa’s mother on their first meeting regardless of the countless eyes watching them.
“You did? And did mother accept your proposal?” little Sansa asked, just hearing her father say that he proposed to her mother on their first meeting in front of a lot of people no less, she felt embarrassed for him.
“Yes, I did, but because of that, your mother mistook my frankness for me being just another player and rejected me mercilessly,” Thinking about it now Sansa’s dad did not regret proposing to Sansa’s mother on their first meeting despite the misunderstanding it bore between them. In fact, he was really grateful for that misunderstanding as because of that, someone as beautiful as Sansa’s mother remembered him particularly out of her countless suitors. But he would not share that with his daughter, she was already progressive enough.
“What is a player, daddy?” Little Sansa asked curiously why her mother would consider her father a player and why would she hate her father for that.
“Ahem, let’s just say that it did not make me popular with your mother. If I were to say, your mother hated because of that,” Sansa’s father cleared his throat reminding himself to keep his story kid friendly as much as possible.
“I am sorry daddy, you must have felt very bad because mother hated you and rejected you in front of so many people,” Little Sansa said trying to console her father, as she knew how it hurt to know that the person you like did not like you back instead hated you.
“No, don’t be. Because that was the best thing that could have happened to me and your mother,” Sansa’s father slowly curved the story into a teaching moment for his little angel.
“…” Sansa was confused hearing her father say that being rejected and hated by the woman he loved was the best thing that could happen to him in his life.
“Confused?” Sansa’s father asked glancing at his daughter’s cute face covered in a puzzled expression.
Little Sansa nodded.
“You know, it was embarrassing to get rejected in front of so many people, I wanted to crawl into hiding but something else bothered me more than that. It was the pain of knowing that the woman I loved not only rejected me but also hated me. It hurt a lot, but that made me realize how much your mother mattered to me which motivated me to struggle to gain her love,” Sansa’s father gave a dramatic pause for his daughter to soak up what he just said.
As her father intended, his words did make a huge impression on Sansa and she got to thinking.
“You see if your mother had agreed to my proposal back then, neither I nor your mother would know the value of what we had between each other.
Because things that are easy to obtain are taken for granted, that’s human nature, there is no point denying it. But the only way around it was the struggle. Humans learn to value through struggle.
Your mother’s rejection made me realize how much she mattered to me, and the struggle I went through to gain her love made me value it,”
