GoodReadChapter 63
Princess ran into her room with tears rolling down her eyes, she went to the bed and sat down. She could not understand why
her mom always scolded her whenever she insisted on seeing her father.
Why did she loathe him so much that she did not even want to hear her mention his name, but if she loathes him, then why does
she have an album full of his pictures, why does she watch it in secrets and cry over it?
Princess had caught her mom on several occasions, flipping through the pages of the gallery book and viewing Oliver’s photos,
sometimes she would cry while doing it, why some other times she would chuckle if she came across one that brings funny
memories. It was no secret that she still had a lot of love for him, she just didn’t want to admit it.
Well, whether her mom likes him or not, it was none of her problem, she just wanted to see her father, she wants to know her
father and experience the joy and happiness of having a father, she wanted to have daddy daughter stories to tell amidst her
friends at school.
Was that too much to ask? Why was her mom so stone-hearted over that issue that she adamantly refused to let her see him.
Did she really not have a father? Was the man in the album not really her father like her mom had said? But if he wasn’t, then
who was?
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Arianna walked sluggishly into her room, she had decided to give Princess some time before she would go and speak with her.
She didn’t know if she was doing the right or wrong thing, she was just afraid of going to face her past.
Here in London, she was strong enough to avoid all sorts of contact with Oliver but if she made the mistake of going back there,
she feared that she might make the same mistakes that she had made in the past, she would fall for him and get hurt all over
She also felt bad for her daughter, the feeling of not knowing your father, it must be painful for her to bear, especially with those
bullies at school reminding her of it every now and then.
Aria grabbed the edge of the bedspread to pull it out for laundry, she did so and uncovered something there. She recognized it
immediately, it was the gallery book. She did not remember bringing that thing out today which means Princess must have
sneaked in to take a peak at it.
Aria sighed and slumped on the bed. Now she could see that her daughter really missed her father, was she a bad mom for
keeping her away from Oliver? What if they let him into their lives and he hurts them again? Aria was not ready for another
painful heartbreak; she has already had enough in this lifetime.
Maybe she was just being selfish, holding her daughter back from her father because she was scared of forgiving him. What she
had done was no different from kidnapping, she had fled with a baby that equally belonged to Oliver, divorce does not change
DNA or Bloodline, Princess was still Oliver’s baby and he had a legal right to her. The fact that he had not come after her didn’t
mean that he couldn’t..
Aria stood up and walked towards Princess’s room, she arrived at the door and took a deep breath before knocking gently on it.
“Lena dear, please open the door sweetheart,” she called out softly.
There was no response so she pushed the door and it opened, it was not locked like she had expected. Princess would usually
lock her out when she was upset, but why did she leave the door open this time? Maybe she forgot to lock it.
She walked in and saw Lena lying on the bed with her back, so practically she was sleeping, or was she?
Aria went closer and sat by her bedside. “Sweetheart, I am really sorry for all that I said, I understand how you must feel being
taunted by those mean girls but you have to be strong, you can’t let them belittle you, rather you should always put them in their
place.” She encouraged.
There was still no reply or movement from Princess. “Sweetie, I know that you can hear me, you are only pretending to be
Lena was silent for a few seconds, and then she sighed and sat up. “How did you know that I wasn’t sleeping?” she queried.
Aria chuckled. “Well you are my daughter, I always watched you sleep right from the day you were born, and you never sleep on
your stomach, so that is how I could tell, but even if you switch to another position next time, I am still going to know,” she replied
and they chuckled.
“I am sorry Princess, I shouldn’t have been so harsh on you, I understand that none of this is your fault, but you should
understand that I am doing this to protect you,”
“Is my daddy a bad man?” Lena asked and Aria paused. This was a trick question and she knew it, whichever reply she gave
would be used against her. Well Lena was one of the smartest kids in the universe.
“Look Lena, it’s not like that, let’s just say your father has a record of abandoning the people he loves because he feels helpless
and too weak to fight for them, but he has a good heart and he loves the both of us, we just have to stay away from each other.”
She explained.
“I still don’t understand Mom, I understand he did something bad but why can’t you forgive him? I also did wrong things in the
past and you forgave me, so why can’t you forgive my Papa?” she queried.
Aria sighed, “It is not that simple sweetheart, but I promise you that I would think about it, and when the time is right, I would take
you to see your Dad, you want that right?”
“No, I want to have and live with my father like the other regular kids, but if I can only meet him then fine, take me to see him.”
She replied.
“Alright dear, mom has a lot of work at hand right now so we cant leave this city, not yet now, you just have to be patient with me
for a few more months, then I will take you to see your father,” Aria bargained.
“You promise?” Princess asked with scrutinizing eyes.
Aria chuckled. “It is funny when you look at me like that, yes I promise you sweetheart, you have my word.”
“I am still not content, pinky promise?” she said and stuck out her little finger for a promise hook.
Aria smiled and did the same, “Pinky promise,” she replied and merged with Lena’s finger.
“Okay, thank you mom,” Lena said with a smile and hugged her.
“Anything for you my angel, now come help mommy make a drawing.”
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