“Oh, baby. Why are you crying?” it was dad. I looked at him and immediately ran into a hug.
“D-Daddy...”
“Yes, sweetheart? What's wrong?” he gently asked as he caressed my head. “Who made my princess cry?”
I shook my head as I buried my face to his chest. I could stop from crying. My heart was aching. I can't control my emotions right now. I am so sensitive.
After I wept in daddy's arms I immediately climbed the room. I didn't tell him why I cried.
He must now knew why...
“THAT STUPID DAUGHTER OF YOURS!” I hear mom shout and followed by the sound of shattering vases. “ NOW, NO RIN CHANGES. SHE IS STILL THE SAME IMPULSIVE, STUPID CHILD BEFORE! SHE DIDN'T GROWN UP A BIT! THERE IS NO DEVELOPMENT ON THAT CHILD!”
“Honey, come on. Brittany is old enough. She can handle herself—”
“AND YO
