"Go to bed, it's already 11 pm. You don't want to miss school tomorrow, do you?" Without responding, Sonia ran to her room, its walls adorned with vibrant blueberry paintings. Diana sank onto the living room couch, heaving a deep sigh.
She had known this day would come, the day Sonia would ask about her father. And as always , she should have one answer to anything regarding his existence.
"He has nothing to do with us," Diana repeated to herself.
SOMEWHERE IN PARIS
Bryan signed the final touches on his makeup, the skilled artist's hands moving deftly as she designed his face for the high-profile modeling event. Meanwhile, another assistant adjusted his suit, ensuring every crease was perfectly in place.
"Mr. Adron, it's time for the event," Bryan's assistant, Aaman, announced. Bryan
