Chapter Sixteen 

Jemima's POV

I didn't attempt to wipe my tears away.All the driver could do is look at me with pitiful eyes as he handed me the packet of tissues.He was old enough to be my father and that made me feel sorry for myself.He made me miss my dad.I know he would have hugged me, the moment he saw tears in my eyes and tell me whatever I am going through shall pass.I was his little princess."Did a rich arrogant boy hurt you?"He finally asked.

"How did you know?" I took a piece of tissue from the packet and wiped my tears away.

"You are crying.You came from...