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ELODIE

Once I confirmed that Isabelle has indeed left the house. I wasted no time in locking the door. I headed for the bedroom, where I knew Frank and Miranda would definitely be. Getting in there, I found Miranda sitting on the bed, staring blankly into space, a weird behaviour I've been trying to correct. I sat in the space beside her.

"Where is daddy?"

She glanced at me and pointed outside.

"He left through the back door earlier."

"Oh," I mumbled.

"He must have had something urgent to attend to."

Miranda suddenly sighs and climbs into the bed, pulling the duvet over her head.

"What's wrong?" I asked in worry.

"I don't like daddy," she muttered, her voice so low that I almost didn't hear her.

"What?" I almost couldn't believe that she said that, but having known her, she wasn't someone that voices out her feelings. So, saying this now meant that she was really serious.

"Why?" I asked and gently pulled her into my arm.

"He is just not the father I always dreamt of having," she whisp
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