Shiloh's POV Years passed by without noticing it.I'm no longer a thirteen-year-old girl who was always afraid of my father. I grew up. I finished my studies. I also have my own established life in Paris. All my life in Paris, I never saw my father's face.He never tried to visit me.It's hurt, but I kept it all to myself. He called, yes, but never asked how I was doing. He only called to tell me that he sent me an allowance. He never failed to pay all my school fees. He cared for my studies but never cared for me. "Theresa, are you going home with me, or are you staying here?" I ask my nanny. Theresa is my ever-loyal nanny, who remained single because her boyfriend dumped her when she agreed to go with me to Paris. I could see the fear in Theresa's eyes when I mentioned to her that we were going home. "You know very well that your father will be very angry when he knows your plan of going home," Theresa reminds me. "I know that, Theresa, but that was before. I'm not
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