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she asked, causing Elaine’s mood to worsen as she wondered why her daughter had to go against her today. “Oh, so you are still doubting your mother? Is that what your grandmother and I taught you? Anyway, we will talk about it later on. Of course, I am not nearby. When I didn’t find you. I panicked and started searching everywhere in the airport while showing people your photo and telling them how you are dressed so that they can recognize you. A parent asked me whether my daughter has a smartwatch that I can use to reach her with. That’s how I ended up calling you,” Elaine said in a serious tone making Princess lower her head out of shame.

And just behind her stood Beatrice. My half-sister. The sight of her painted lips and smug smile pulled me straight back into the darkness of the basement—three years ago, when she’d stripped me of everything with one cruel smile. I squeezed my daughter’s hand, grounding myself in the present. “Father,” I said softly, bowing my head. “I’ve come back, as you asked.” His gaze swept over me, slow and deliberate, then settled on the little girl at my side. His brow furrowed.

He spread my legs and what he did after that made me forget everything, even my work. I didn't tell anyone that I had got my memories back. I don't know how but the next morning in our pack after coming back from Italy, I got my memories back. I didn't want to go back to Jason but I did it for my daughter. She already lost the father who raised her. After divorce only the child suffers. If I don't get married in the future she will not get the father's love and everyone will bully her in school.

Move forward, pretend to be looking, but concentrate…. I would have liked to burst out laughing if I wouldn't have been caught. Things are whispered about... Although I haven't learned anything new. Coming out of my hiding place as discreetly as possible, I cautiously headed towards Myriam's room before stopping again to hear Isadorah's hypocritical cries. - my daughter..... FOUND ME, MY DAUGHTER... My beloved little daughter, she repeated between sobs I almost burst out laughing, she doesn't lack nerve, this damn good woman.

“You shouldn't go back there, have you forgotten what he did to you? He doesn't deserve to know he has a child, come on.” “What do you even know about my past and my husband? What do you think you're saying and what gave you the right to interfere in this? I only told you because I thought you were my friend, I thought you had my back but now that I look at it? You don't, you're just after your own happiness and not mine.” “That's not the issue, that's not the truth and you know it.” He fired but I shook my head, rolling my eyes. “You can choose to say whatever you want but nothing is changing my decision on going back, my daughter needs this transfusion so I have to put my pride on the line

Lenor-Forgive me, I did not want it to be like this, forgive me, but we have time to fix everything, and to be a happy family. Onur-Who are you to decide what is good for my daughter, who are you to decide who will be my daughter's father, how could you shorten my father's feelings, how can I go back to the time when my child was a baby. Tell me how to return everything, to see how my daughter takes a bath for the first time, how a tooth came out for the first time, her first steps, first words, tell me how will you give it back to me?

My heart trembled as I looked at the girl in front of me. She hesitated for only a moment before softly saying, "Mom, I'm back." Tears instantly blurred my vision. I pulled her into my arms again, stroking her soft hair as if to reassure myself that she was really here. "Hey, good girl," I whispered, my voice choking with emotion. For so many years, I had longed to hear these words from my daughter. Even though she had grown up in another family, she still came back to me. I gently took her hand and led her to the sofa. "Come, Bella, sit down and tell Mom how you've been all these years."

“Ok Ok, what is the surprise Margarita?” “I am finally back” “What do you mean you are back?, wait, did you come back to this country?” “Yes dad, I’m back home, finally!!” “You came because of Shawn’s wedding didn’t you?” “Can we not talk about this through the phone dad?” “Ok, well since your back, why don’t you and your boyfriend pay me a visit and then I can see just what kind of man I am going to allow my daughter to date” “Ha Ha…ok, fine, we will be coming in the next two to three hours dad”

Before I could respond, she stepped closer and hugged me. "Mum, please. Let us go. Your life has been full of pain; this is a time to celebrate." If anyone had told me I would be going back to Lagos, the place I had sworn never to return to, I would not have believed them. But here I was, bathing the next morning while my daughter, already dressed, waited for me. Each step I took felt like a heavy drumbeat in my chest. Why was I still anxious about something that happened so many years ago?

Never did I think I would return back to this city after so many years. The plane successfully landed and we made our way to the exit. Inhaling the cold air that tussled my hair, It reminded me of the fact that I was back. If not for this redirection of theoject that they had done, I was sure to never have returned here. Everything came hitting back to be like a wave and for some reason, a shiver passed down my spine. "Mummy" the voice of a five year old sounded from behind me and up on turning, I found my daughter Sophie o be marching towards me.