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15. Cherishing the moment
I knocked on the door and entered.
Dad who was sitting suddenly jolted up. He looked at me nervously, "princess?"
"Dad, can I borrow your laptop? Mine has gone for repair and I need to do my assignment."
He looked at me nervously.
Don't worry Dad, I won't ask you.
Not right now.
"Sure... sure princess take it. You don't have to ask." He shot me a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
I nodded at him and taking the laptop I stepped out of the room.
As soon as I stepped out I heaved a sigh.
Mom and Dad are hiding something from me. About me.
Today in the morning too, I could see it.
What if I am... No, I can't be! It can't be!
I can't be adopted, can I?
I need someone to talk to. But who?
Damien?
But he was still not back from his detention.
Then who?
Joey?
He is the only person who doesn't have anything to do.
I made my way for help towar
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