Turning her attention towards my father, she took a few calming breaths, tempering herself a little bit as she asked,“How did you find him?”I watched my father let out a loud, tired exhale, right before he answered,“Long story...”Noticing how her reddened eyes finally landed on me, I watched how she wiped the lingering wetness off her cheeks, swallowing a sob as she then calmly asked,“Who’s this?”“Blake, I want you to meet my daughter, Daya.Daya, this is Blake, Archangel Michael’s first and only child.”“Well hi there, cuz,” She casually said, seemingly almost amused as she boldly approached, giving me a warm smile.“Welcome to the club,” She then quickly said and before I could even realize what was happening she had already lunged at me, crushing me in a warm hug.I blinked a few times, failing to react as this form of approach seemed so foreign to me for I have never been hugged by another before -besides Raphael and my brother but only the times when we were children, of co
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