I will not let go

Entering the dark room she hadn't set foot in for three years, Gwen let out a heavy exhale. Returning to this house, one she never wanted to see again after her marriage, filled her with a sense of deep discomfort.

Shedding her clothes over the couch, she collapsed onto it, speaking softly, "I'm home, Dad. After three years."

Her body jolted at the sound of a familiar voice. "Welcome home, Princess."

Trying to rise quickly, Gwen slipped, letting out a pained "Ouch!"

"Are you okay, my dearest?" The middle-aged man hurried to her side, grasping her hands.

As her eyes widened, Gwen couldn't believe her father, who was supposed to be in prison, stood before her.

"Why... why is Dad here?" Her voice trembled, unable to fathom seeing her father when she thought he was dead.

"I've been here for three years, sweetheart. After your marriage, I was released and came to stay!"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Gwen's voice resonated with feelings of betrayal. "You abandoned me even after returning. What