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Jane.

I couldn't control my emotions. I was returning to my father's Mansion. I feared that he'd be upset. Soon I had now reached home, I told my driver not to mention the event that had just happened and I quickly sneaked into my room with my small purse in my left hand. I used my right hand to turn the light on, just to see my dad sitting on my bed. I screamed as I saw him. It was as if I had seen a ghost that I did not want to see. My dad started to walk towards me with his face looking tense. I wonder if he's angry at me for leaving for so long.

"Dad!" I silently whispered.

'Why are you so stubborn, Jane? He's obviously upset with you.' I said in my mind as I looked down at the ground.

"Where are you coming from?" My dad asked me with his most serious face.

"Dad, I stayed at Grandma's place, but she traveled for treatment, I mumbled to Mahunts, my dad, who watched me like an owl.

"You smell like alcohol and poisonous smoke. Did you go to a club?" Mahunts asked me with his face lo