Papa Do You Hear Me Novels & Stories

And right when I was getting ready to go meet him there, my phone screen flashed. It was Papa. Dashing forward, I picked up the phone and slapped it against my ear. "Papa! Oh my God, where have you been? Do you even know how worried I have been? I couldn't sleep for nights for God's sake." I stopped when he didn't say anything. "Papa? You there?" "Yes," he croaked. "Yes, my little sunshine, Papa's here." My breath of relief came to a halt. "Are you crying? Why are you crying? Is everything alright?"

I still remember his cornbread face so clearly like his reflection, I'm going to punch him back immediately l set my eyes on him so who is this fellow? I can't get any vibes from him if he is a wolf or a human. I bit my lips infuriatingly, wondering if he was one of his bodyguards. Why are they holding hands? And where is the little boy's mother? My eyes finally fixed on his feeble self and our eyes instantly met. "Papa?” His fragile voice berated in melody, which had my eye broadened in its lid. I leaned back quickly, hiding away. I shut my eyes nervously, l knew what I heard. l heard him louder than usual, he called me Papa.

Because I heard him say my name. I want to hear it again, clearer and louder. "Papa.", I called when I got to him and he patted my head. As if I have done something well. "Papa.", I called again but he was not staring at me anymore. He was looking at my mother. He tried to smile at her but he only coughed out blood. Master Hammond spoke up. "It's okay, man. Let's get out of here. I'll get a doctor." Papa shook his head, his eyes intently fixed on my mama as tears fell down their faces. It was as if they were having a telepathic conversation.

They were not here for quarterly projections. “Let’s begin,” I said evenly. My voice sounded steady, almost detached, and I was grateful for it. Inside, something coiled tight in my chest. No one reached for the projector remote. No charts illuminated the far wall. No assistant distributed fresh reports. Instead, Mr. Magnus cleared his throat, the sound deliberate, almost ceremonial. “We’ve received the news,” he began carefully. “About your mum.” The room shifted, subtle but unmistakable. A collective inhale disguised as patience.

Papa said sighing sadly. “I have listened to every song of yours. I have the whole collection of it. I have read the messages your fans post for you. Whenever I listened those songs I used to feel disappointed that I stopped you from achieving your dream. I used to think that girl as you but I never knew that was actually you. But When I see all this I feel that I made the wrong decision. But hearing the truth, I am so happy for you my little princess. ” Papa continued. His eyes were filled with tears. I can’t see my strong papa so vulnerable. I hate to see tears in his eyes.

“Don’t worry about me.” Piper didn't argue or press further. “Okay, get some rest.” Next, she dialed Sage. “Hey, Mom. I’m here now,” Piper said, raising her voice over the growing noise. The line crackled. The roar of the crowd nearly tuned her mother out. “I can barely hear you, sweetheart! It’s packed in here!” “I can’t hear you either,” Piper laughed softly. “I’m coming in.” She hung up and slipped her phone away.

Jenny said, brushing their braids from their faces, “you’re more beautiful than any bamboo I’ve ever seen.” Zariah climbed into her lap without asking. “Godmama Jenny, can we ask you something?” “Anything, sweet girl,” Jenny said, holding her close. Zariah’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Do you think our daddy hears us when we talk to him?” Jenny blinked. Her throat tightened. “I do,” she said, brushing her fingers through Zariah’s hair. “I think he hears every word. Especially when you say it with love.”

, Jane exclaimed to him over the phone. Ken Li didn’t know when he became speechless on the phone till he heard Jane called him repeatedly. “Papa! Papa!! Papa!!! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!” “Papa! Papa!! Papa!! Papa!! Papa! Papa! Papa!” “Papa! Papa!! Papa!!! Papa? Are-are you there? Why-why can’t I hear you? All I’m hearing is heavy breathing over the phone…” Jane stated over the phone. “Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!m?”, Jane anxiously called out to her father in panic as she was scared something bad happened to him whilst on the phone with her.

he says, I slept for more than a month and I'm very happy and excited, jumping up and down. "She slept through the whole baby phase and we jumped right into the toddler one," daddy says in a low grumpy voice but I heard him and that wasn't a very nice thing to say about me. "Hey!" I yell at him, I have better hearing than ever now, I can hear them talk even when they whisper, I can hear them still, and sometimes I hear things that I'm not supposed to hear late at night and so I pretend not to hear. "Did you drink your bottle, My Angel?" Papa says getting my attention away from daddy, but I am mad at him now, why was he being mean to me?

" I know Blue but ..." " No . " I heard footsteps and Pia came in and shot me a look of betrayal . "Papa I thought I heard mama." "Yes angel ..." She ran to me and took the tablet put it on loud speaker a s spoke; "Mama you promised . Please come home. I'll be good !" ©#KCMmuoe