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I said, referring to her father. “You wouldn’t know anything about that.” I nodded slowly. “I have a daughter,” I said. “Lyra. I didn’t think that I would love anyone in the world as much as much as I love that little creature. Her mother is pride and glory, and I know that I wouldn’t be able to breathe without her by my side. And my daughter, the young little version of her mother… the good in me, the sense of my humanity…” Her gaze flicked to me.

Driver's voice interrupts my thoughts, and I nod with a smile, which takes away all the energy that was left in my body. “When we were young… I met your dad, and when you are old, you will meet someone too!” A song where the singer, a mother, is narrating the story of her first meeting with her husband to her daughter, starts playing on the soundbox. I have heard this song countless times before, as my mother used to sing it every time she wanted to tease me about getting old and finding someone whom I love. Whom I love… probably, the words love, friends and family, have been a curse in my life from the very beginning.

She yelled. "Tell me exactly what you want me to do daughter" "I want you to help me have him at all cost, with all the power and riches you have, you can do that" "I have money, he has, I have power and same as him, don't forget" "Daddy, what are you trying to insinuate?" "I am telling you the fact now daughter" "So you prefer watching your daughter cry with no help? You prefer seeing her hurt right" He said. "No, not that dear, you can't force someone to love you, he already love her, and you have given him reasons to love her"

I added, "Before she drew her final breath, she was still making excuses for you. Right up until the very end, she didn't want me to hate you. All she did was repeat over and over that I had to complete my education. Mom told me not to end up like her and have my whole world revolve around a man." As soon as those words rolled off my tongue, I paused for a beat because when she said them, she could barely form a coherent sentence anymore. Her palms had been ice-cold, gripping my hand and repeating it over and over, as if she was terrified I would forget. Ian looked as though he had been violently stabbed. Unable to contain himself anymore, he reached out to touch that old cell phone. I beat

You looked for me, Dad, you did everything you could to find me, and I'm certain that one day, you will have succeeded. Drake: It's hard for my heart, as a father, to know that you were deprived of all of this, of everything a child has a right to. You were deprived of everything, but most of all, of love… I sighed softly, looking at him as I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

I hate it, I hate her and I hate my dad. I am Adelaine Night, daughter of the most feared Alpha, Xavier Night. And this ugly witch here is Danica, or I could say my dad's little whore. My dad loves her and she loves my dad. End of the story, but I know that it is not for love but the urge for more power that is keeping these two people together. "Nothing," I say. "Is dad left?" I ask. "Yes," she sighed. "So it is almost time for the cruelty you both do often?" I asked.

"You know, we could always sneak off for a quick—" Dad cleared his throat loudly. "As much as it warms my black heart to see my daughter happy," he interrupted, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "I absolutely do not need to see or hear her fucking her boyfriend because she's turned on by his violent side." I rolled my eyes, but couldn't quite hide my smirk. "Come on, Dad. You're the ruler of Hell. You've seen way worse." "Doesn't mean I want a front-row seat to my daughter's... extracurricular activities," he retorted, raising an eyebrow.

Yet, with a heavy sigh, she shook her head. "No, D-Dad," she whispered, her voice carrying the burden of resignation. "I can't force someone to love me. If he d-doesn't feel the same way, there's nothing anyone c-can do to change that." As the words escaped her lips, tears streamed down her face, marking the depth of her heartache. Xavier, though fierce in his determination to shield his daughter from pain, could see the unwavering sadness in her eyes. He respected her decision, understanding the complexities of matters of the heart.

I cleared my voice as I wiped my own tears. “Anything for you, dear.” “Can you fight for me? Can you promise me not to give up whatever happens and live for me?” Right now, that's the only one that I am asking for. She nodded at me with those tears not stopping from falling down and soaking her face. “I will do everything to live for you. I love you, Faith…my daughter,” for the first time in my entire life, my mother called me her daughter. It was the first time that she said she loves me. “I love you too, Mom.” itsclarixass

she stood on the floor and grabbed her father's collar, making the old man's eyes widen in shock. "I gave you everything...EVERTHING...I DID EVERTHING YOU ASKED ME TO DO...BUT YOU...YOU SNACHED THE ONLY REASON OF HAPPINESS, MY LIFE AND MY EVERTHING...YOU KNEW HOW MUCH HE MATTERS TO ME THAT HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART" she said the last almost choking due to her crying. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR OWN DAUGHTER...YOU FUCKING BASTARD...YOU--"