Daphne's PoVThe party was over. All the guests had gone home. There were only four of us in this spacious room. I thought my father would kick me, Asher, out of this room, but instead, he was enjoying our strange company. Asher and I shouldn't have disturbed the happy newlyweds. But I tried to find the remnants of my father's affection and make sure that he still loved me."Are you guys going to stay here?" I asked Marisa. Dad's house was half an hour away from this hotel, and if he wanted to escape the rest of the wedding frenzy, he could do so.Marisa turned to her husband. My father. Then she looked back at me with a gentle gaze. "Of course, dear. Your father can't stand being here. She said she was tired.""I'm not tired. I'm just impatient." Father hugged Marisa from behind while correcting his new wife's words."Stop it, Joan. You don't want Daphne to see this, do you?" Marisa looked awkward. Dad stopped immediately and looked guilty."I'm sorry, Daphne. I might have forgotten
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