"Until now, I remained clueless on why Dad always points his finger at me, telling me that I am don't bring any good to him. He only cares about my sister, Madi, and even spoiled her while I, just remained contented with the white dress he once gave me before."
I bit my lip to prevent myself from sobbing. I don't want to cry in front of Ziyoon but it seems that it will fall any seconds from now.
"Like the tale, I wanted to get rid of my father who always laid his hands at me, to finally free myself and to finally enjoy what life brings."
I look up at him and saw him nod his head. He then walk towards the balcony of his clinic, leaving me on the couch. My hands then automatically find its way on my face to wipe the tears that streams down on it.
Few minutes in silence when a phone r
