2/54. Invincible 

Angeline

His warm eyes met mine, and my heart stammered as I looked intently at him, without allowing myself to blink, too afraid that if I did so, my dad would disappear and be dead once again.

With my eyes wide open like two anchors, I gazed at his soft smile and loving face.

“Did you ever think I would leave you, my angel?” he asked, stretching his arm out and offering me his hand. Hearing his voice almost made me cry like a child.

I shook my body, trying to get rid of the overwhelming feeling of confusion. How was that possible? Was I dead again? Was it a dream or the next level of insanity?

You know what? It doesn’t matter, my dad was here.

Jumping to my feet, I took his hand in mine an​​d shove myself into his open arms. He was the only person I had, the single safe haven amidst the chaos, until he died and left me exposed to all the terrors and disasters the world could dump on me. And we all know the world didn’t spare a single trouble, throwing it all on my head like in