SEVENTEEN - Part 2

Exelle 

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"Xielle, do you remember what I told you about our family's hidden paradise?" 

I heard my father's voice in front of me. I was currently reading a book while sitting on the sofa in the lounge of my father's office at MON. I had come here to escape my mother's attempts to seize my peaceful time by leaving the house. I lifted my head to face my father, who was smiling as he watched me.

His dark hair, neatly combed, matched his hazelnut eyes, which reflected brightly in the sunlight. They were the same eyes that Hans had, and I loved them the most. My father was a human copy of Apollo, which must have been why my mother fell for him deeply.

How I wished I had some of my father's genes so that I could look like Apollo's child too.

My classmates from elementary and high school used to debate whether I w