Viktor
I have no idea why I f*****g said yes. Maybe it was because I badly wanted Milana out of my sight or that what she really said made sense. I should allow my daughter to do what she wants. I don’t have a nice history with ballet and you can say that I hate anything related to ballet.
My late wife was a ballerina and her obsession for it was one of the things that got her killed. If only she listened, maybe she would—I shake my head slowly, taking in a deep breath. It’s probably best that I don’t go there. It’s all in the past now and since Annika is so adamant on doing it, I’ll allow her but I just hope that she makes no mistakes.
“Really papa?” her face lights up and I slowly nod at her. She jumps in excitement and then she runs to hug me. I lift her off the ground and I hug h
