Nymera’s POV
“Come in,” I called softly.
The door opened slowly and daddy stepped inside.
Immediately, my face lit up. “Daddy.”
My dad looked slightly uncomfortable the second he entered properly, like he wasn’t used to seeing my room this dressed up with flowers and jewelry scattered everywhere. He stood awkwardly near the doorway holding a small box in his hands while his eyes slowly settled on me.
I stood up quickly. “What is it? Is something wrong?”
Daddy blinked once before shaking his head lightly. “Nothing.”
He cleared his throat awkwardly and looked away for a second before muttering, “You look too grown.”
Daddy sighed dramatically before finally walking further into the room. He was not the overly emotional type at all. Most times he spoke quietly, kept to himself and avoi
