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our father, light grey eyes, her hair was blonde and straight. On the other hand, my hair was dark brown like my mother's. She didn't wai

o the kitchen and looked at the second cup. I poured the steami

cup back with a soft sigh. I grabbed the cl

splendid, no luxury, but a ho

ore my eyes holding the cup. I glanced up. Ava was f

nt wasn't part of my life, "Are you

t, "We have enough food for a week and mom'

er wrist and pushed it away, "We have enough

he said, placing her hand over her chest. She looked at me, o

ought. I worked for a local store. That wasn't truly a lie but

can't take my kids away." A high-pitch

in fear. She didn't wait and rushed out of the kitchen

e window and yelling, "Go away. They are my daughters. You took my son away." Her

ares anything. We haven't seen our father. Only in the picture

t of the window. There was no one. I didn't re

he window, "He came again." Her eyes were widened, almost rou

arms, hugging her tightly, "There's

looking at our mother in horror. I was used to her scared face too. She had grown up. She never steppe

icines, and Ava's school. She was sixteen. I didn't want to tell her about my secret job, but she knew just a l

d have changed the color of my eyes I would have. I didn't want to keep anything that reminded me of him. Whenever I looked at my eyes in the reflection. It reminded me of my father. He left her in his house when

her," I told her again

now." She looked normal when she said that. Her cheeks were red,

rly. I glanced around and held Ava's gaze. She wasn't looking terrified but her face was tense.

doctor couldn't tell us more. I couldn't sell our house

opped ne

smile broadened as she re

he store today." I couldn't resist smiling back.

er. She looked at our mother for a few more seconds, "Mom," There was h

at time when we crie

a's cheek, "Of course, how was your school, Sw

from the second side, "It was fabulous,

of the team from the starting of

re are you going?" Mom

om." I gestur

lithered under the blanket, "He won't come now. Not at least for

you talk mom

. She always asked the same question whenever she got th

ess." She looked at us. Her smile didn't waver like always when she beheld us. Sometim

o kn

out him. I didn't want her to ask. It could

cket of my pyjamas. Ava followed my gaze. There wa

d night, mom, Ava. See you in

ie." I heard mom and

with mom." I chided her and shoved the phone out of m

Ava asked, a little fro

display, "Somewhere, in the wooded

" She sq

er back. Mom was holding the photo frame of us three, "I hav

mom? You know. I can't handl

ting off, "You can do this. She won't wa

mple ones, carrying his file, writing everything he

llowed me, "I'm not responsible for anything." Her gaze narrowed at

enough for us now. My job is important to me. It's not a boring job to work with an old detective

I trust you," I whi

d and she curled her arm

old bag from the wooden chair and slid one s