~Amber’s POV~Seventeen times.I had no idea why I had kept count, but that was the number of times my father had gotten angry enough at me to deliver a proper scolding.People mostly remember their first of everything, so it was easy to recall the disappointed look in his eyes that first time.“You are a Princess, Amber. It is not proper for you to roll in the mud, no matter how fun it might have been. People expect more from you. I expect more from you, and I always will. Do you understand me?”My little voice had come out small, my head bowed. “Yes, Dad. I’m so sorryWhat followed was him losing the disappointment, pulling me toward him in a hug that smelled like safety.“Don’t ever do it again, okay?”Some of the times after that ended with that same pacifying tone, his anger melting into forgiveness. Others like the seventeenth time that had just happened, he stayed angry, leaving me feeling horrible for days.But as I stood here now, staring at him sitting across from me on the
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