Kyla felt her world crumble after losing her father two weeks ago.The thought of never seeing the only person who understood her more than anyone else was a nightmare. She’d never get to hear him call her little pumpkin. Never get to feel his lips pressed against her cheek.Throughout the week, she refused to step out, barely ate, and barely said a word to anyone.A gentle knock sounded behind her door.“Go away, Vivian. I do not want breakfast,” Kyla mumbled under the sheet.Vivian, the housekeeper, cleared her throat. “Someone is here to see you.”“Don’t try to trick me out.”“This is important, miss Harper. The guest is waiting.”Kyla shut her eyes with a sigh. She wouldn’t get out of this bed. Every morning she opened her eyes, the world didn’t feel the same. Stepping out was worse, as every inch of the mansion held memories of her father.“Let me handle this,” another voice said, deeper than the maid’s.“Kyla. This is a friend of your father. Please, step out for a moment.”Kyla
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