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Now she had a five-year-old daughter. A daughter with no father listed anywhere in her records. “Lucas.” I looked up. Ethan was studying me carefully. “What are you thinking?” I hesitated. Because saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. Then again, most things involving Natalie had sounded ridiculous over the last five years. “I think I need to meet her daughter.” Ethan stared at me. For several seconds, he didn’t say a word. Then he laughed. A full, uncontrollable laugh that made me wonder whether I wanted to fire him or punch him. Or both.

I should be the optimistic Sofia that I had always been but in this situation, It was like my faith and belief even my strength had abandoned me. I was like a scorned woman roaming on the Fallon of life. I felt empty because my father's poor heart would not be able to take my death. Father and mother might treat Mata like a daughter but they didn't have the same affection for her as they did me. It was something special, a special relationship between a daughter and her parents. A unique affection and relationship between daughter and father. I had always been my father's favorite and even though my mother could not conceive a boy or another child; he was never bothered because he always tol

“This won't do. You said the same thing as my mother about him. You can't see him again." “Oh, why? There are many things I want to ask him, as a doctor and as a senior in life.” Sashal lost her precious moments with her father figure. She grew up without proper attention from her father. Most daughters from noble families were usually like that. But in some settings, she witnessed the close relationship between daughter and father. And she was jealous of the daughters. From the story that Doctor Barra shared earlier, she knows that Doctor Barra was also a father who was close to his daughter.

“Oh—“ I was at a loss for words to say because she wasn’t my problem to deal with. I wasn’t surprised to hear about this. My mother had a penchant to suck the life out of everything she laid her hands on. I’ve seen her change boyfriends with the speed of light as soon as they went broke trying to pay for her expensive taste and she had the allure to trap any man in her web. She was stunning, curvy and her decadence was smooth. It was very difficult for any man to reject her advances and she wielded her powers to devastating effect. “Is that all you can say?” Daemon asked. “I’m sorry but I don’t know what you want from me. Everything I told you about my mother is true and that’s all I can say

he said, panting with exertion. Thea didn’t waste another word on him, heading straight for Madam Moore’s room. Master Moore stood, watching his daughter’s retreating figure, her frail body seeming to defy her indomitable will, like a small but fierce wolf going its own way. She had once said their father - daughter bond was over, and she certainly never called him "father" again. How could a daughter be so bitter towards her own father?

I whispered, looking at the wall beside her. Silence ensured when she took the mug and sipped a bit of the milk. I hated the silence that enveloped us. It left too much space considering our relationship. Too much space to have loads of questions I never learned to answer. What kind of father doesn't know how to talk to his daughter? I had no idea how to explain my distance without sounding like a monster. Would our relationship ever become better? Would I look at her like my flesh and blood? Would I love her like a father should love a daughter? Would she ever look at me like a loving daughter should?

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Aaron gritted his teeth and said, “From the moment you set that fire four years ago, I no longer acknowledged you as my daughter.” “What if I told you that I didn’t set the fire?” “Even if you didn’t start it, the fire was set because of you.” Aaron’s eyes were ruthless and profound. “You shouldn’t have come back alive.” “Okay, I understand now.” Adina smiled brightly. Since their father-daughter relationship had progressed to such a point, any so-called affection had also disappeared. So, she did not need to fear anything now. “Dad, Adina, please don’t quarrel.”

If we'd talked, if you'd felt safe phoning me when Derek first showed, the matter could have been handled differently. The admission caught her off surprise. In thirty years, she had never heard her father admit that his parenting style was flawed. "So you wrote a book about it?" "I wrote a book in an attempt to understand it. Trying to understand you. I'm trying to figure out how a father can love his kid unconditionally while still absolutely failing her." "By psychoanalysing my relationship and questioning my judgement?" "By questioning my own preconceptions about what makes a relationship good or dysfunctional.

relationship would eventually kill them both if they weren’t careful. Rachel has been dealing with being alone since the school year started, but thankfully she has the love of her friends to help her. However, recently, her father has returned to her life and is wanting to start anew. He wants to make up for all the damage he has done in the past and begin a real father-daughter relationship with her. She’s still skeptical, despite what she told Lila about giving him another chance, but she’s also excited to have the chance to get to know her father again after all these years of having no contact. But that doesn’t mean she trusts him. “So, now you decide to act like a father?” She shot at