Author’s POVRichard stared at his hands, remembering what he had done. Strands of her hair were still on his finger as he shook it away.“I should finish it,” he groaned, clenching his stomach where she had hit him before running off.He managed to stand on shaky legs as he stumbled towards his desk.He reached for his phone, trying to call security to stop her from setting foot outside. “Katie,” he called out the moment the front desk picked up, “I need you to stop my daughter from leaving this building,” he ordered.There was a pause on the other side before she replied, “But sir, Miss Elara already left a few seconds ago—”“Damn it.” He slammed his telephone, cutting her off. But he knew it might be too late for him to do anything to stop her. Her footsteps had already faded.He managed to take a seat, reclining on it when his cellphone rang.He reached for it, half expecting Elara or his in-laws.K
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