Maya's Point of View
I couldn't face her, so I left and went to my dad. I knew he was in his room, so I transported myself outside his room and stood there for a moment before knocking.
When I knocked, I heard my dad moving around, and moments later, he opened the door.
"Maya," He said.
"I couldn't do it, dad," I said.
"It's okay to be scared, honey," He said as he grabbed and hugged me.
When we pulled apart, I said, "What if she doesn't like me?"
"I'm sure she will. You're her daughter."
"I know, but she remembers me as a baby, and now I am all grown up. So we are basically the same age."
"I know, but let's talk more inside."
I walked into his room and decided to sit on his bed, and he sat next to me.
"Where have you been?" He asked.
"I had to deal with something,"
