Lina's POVThese past few weeks, I have suddenly found myself aimless. It is a strange, hollow feeling, like I am a ghost haunting my own life. I wake up in my old bed, in this quiet apartment, and for a split second, I expect to see the gold-leafed ceiling of Kade’s mansion. I expect to feel the heavy, oppressive, yet electric presence of the man who broke me and remade me in his own image. But there is only silence.I have tried calling my father dozens of times. Every single time, the mechanical voice tells me his number is not connecting at all. It’s like he vanished into thin air the moment I stepped back into this house. I had once visited that new home, the one at the address Ma'am Naya gave me. It was a beautiful, place with iron gates and a few security securing the house but they who looked more like soldiers. I wasn't led inside. They told me, with cold and blank faces, that my daddy was never around. They said I didn't have an appointment. Me. His daughter. When did dad, f
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