Naaya’s POV
It’s new morning, I need to talk to my father and let him know about my current situation. And need to do something for me, I can’t bulldoze off myself on him, I know he can very well afford, why can’t he, he’s one of the richest businessmen in Rome, Italy. But I can’t afford to take anymore favors from him. He rescued me from Andrew, that’s the great favor he did to me.
With full of determination, I get ready and went down stairs. He was having breakfast and reading the business newspaper as usual, what I remember from 8 years back. You know the distance between your relationship, when you can’t address you father as father. I felt so awkward, don’t know how to let him know that I’m here so I coughed audibly. I was thinking, how strange our relationship became after his revelation on the day of my 18th birthday night, how distant we became. How I cried out, how I felt betrayed and cheated by my own father. I trusted my father with everything but never thought he would betray me and mother (though she’s not alive still) like this.
He stood up from his chair and brisk walked towards me and hugged me tightly. It’s just so many years that, I feel so foreign with this emotion. I don’t know How to react so I just stood like statue. He broke the hug and looked into my eyes, I can see the hurt in his eyes because of my passive behavior but I don’t know why, he doesn’t have the right to feel hurt. I should be the one, whose is hurt not him. Then without saying anything he took my hand and drag me towards dining table. We did our breakfast in peace. I can sense that he wants to ask me lot of things but hesitant about it. So I initiated, “I know you want to ask me something, you can ask whatever you want, anyways I owe you big time”. Again his expression changed from hesitant to hurt “you don’t owe me anything Yaya, I’m your father, I could have done anything to save you” for which I smiled, but I can feel the bitterness inside me. May be my father also felt the bitterness in my smile. Then he said with sad eyes, we need to talk about our differences Yaya, running from problem is not solving it, you might be avoiding them for the time being but you have to face it someday”
I just nodded my head, don’t want to argue anymore or you can say don’t have the strength to do so. I was expecting that he will ask me, why I asked him to rescue me from some other country to here. Then again I was wrong, he didn’t ask me about that, instead he asked that “why you left home back then Yaya that to without any trace”.
(Seriously he’s asking me that why I left, as if he doesn’t know what he did with our family, so I voiced out my thoughts. I know his explanations does not matter anymore. I lost lot of things because of his act in last 8 years)
Naaya- you seriously asking me this dad.
Alex- yes, I seriously want to know why you left home without letting me know, without asking, without clarifying.
Naaya- how could have I faced that situation? When suddenly one day you came and introduced your illegitimate son by saying that he’s my elder brother that too on my 18th birthday. Do you know how important a girl thinks her 18th birthday is, how she gives so much importance to that. Now, I don’t know whether he is your illegitimate son or I’m your illegitimate daughter. Practically speaking, when he is elder than me then I guess I’m the illegitimate one. What a great gift you have given me on my 18th birthday. You can’t even imagine Dad what I lost that day.