“Is my father in?” I questioned Mr. Russell, my father’s butler. The man himself was surprised to see me. “Yes, he is. Come in.”I stepped into the foyer and almost bawled at the sight of every familiar feeling that wrapped me. Taking a deep breath, I continued my way to his study/private office. He was certain to be there by this time of the day.Gripped by apprehension, I wiped sweat from my palm on my wrinkled skirt and knocked on the door of his study.“Yeah? Who’s that?” His deep voice called.I blew nervous breath and quietly cleared my throat. “I-it’s me, Paula.” I didn’t hear his voice again.Scared to enter and feeling ashamed as well, I wrung my hands. “D-dad, please let me in.”I heard nothing. “I-I’m sorry, pl…” The door opened before I could finish my apology. I met eye to eye with the man who had birthed me. Emotions crippled me, I couldn’t help the tears that fell. “I’m sorry, dad. Y-you were right. I-I should have listened to you.”Dad watched me, not saying a wo
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