DRAVEN’S POV
“Mr. Vale,” he walked towards me and extended a handshake. I couldn’t accept it. First because I couldn’t believe he was actually her father and secondly because I was wondering how he traced her all the way here at a bad time when she wasn’t here.
“Uhm,” Ragner cleared his throat, stepping in between Mr. Vale and I. He pushed his hand down, killing the handshake attempt. “How do we know for sure that you are who you say you are?”
“I have…” The man pulled out an envelope. He flashed old pictures of a family with a little girl that undeniably looked like Aria, even though much younger. “and this,” he handed me a copy of the document he had signed, giving her up as collateral.
‘Poor girl,’ I had no idea she was coming from such pain. “This means nothing. The document said yo
