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128~ What Could It Mean?

SKYLAR'S P.O.V

I took a walk down the garden. I carried Diego with the baby carrier which he sat comfortably in, sucking on his thumb. The dream I had the previous night came reflecting to my mind.

I couldn't discuss this with Denver or he'd think I'm crazy or something. Or that I was always picking reasons to hate people. I thought of who to talk to. Not Roselle or Diva this time, and it's definitely not with doctor James either.

This very dream wasn't the kind I can talk to them about, especially when those involved has nothing to do with them. There was only one person I know I could talk to – my father.

I dialled his number. Dad was another figure who was quick to pick calls. He never delayed, his phone is always beside him. So I knew I wouldn't have to get restless or think about whether or not he was going to pick my call.

“Hello, peanut.” He said from the other side of the line.

“Hey, dad.” I greeted. “How are you doing?”

“I'm doing good. What about you?” He asked back.

“Great
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