45. Uncertainties

ROSALIA's POV

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"Rose" my father's known voice steadied my quivering nerves. The cloud of my uncertainties cleared away. I have not been wronged. I'm finally free!

I saw my dad coming down the stairs towards me. The light was dim but it did not obstacle me from detailing my father's face. He is in his early fifties now. Folds and ridges of ageing have embraced his face beautifully. That could be clearly seen when he came much closer.

"How are you, child?" He asked as he used to do back in those days after coming back from the long trips.

Frustrated, depressed, stressed, destroyed and broken that's all I had in my mind.

"I am fine!" Only these three words I could find to answer back with a feeble smile.

"Oh see! My little girl has grown up into an amazing young woman" Dad hugged me, and I hugged him back heartily.

"You must be very tired. Let me take you to your room." He said concernedly and took me to a room that was at the corner of that ground floor.