CHAPTER 37
Amanda's POV Papa and I sat on the sofa at the terrace. Mama placed coffee and water on the center table that came with the wooden sofa set. "How's mama and Aria?" I asked. Papa pursed his lips and nodded at me. "They're... they're okay," he replied dismissively. I sighed. "Thank you for coming here. And for helping me for the financial with my studies." "Wherever you are, dear, you're still my daughter," Papa responded. "You would always be my responsibility." Mama remained silent the entire time. She glanced at me occasionally but then went inside. She hadn't spoken to Papa since he arrived. It seemed like they had ended things on bad terms. Several times, I tried to ask him for answers but backed out each time. "What are your plans after you graduate from senior high school? Do
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