"Leave my house this instant! and don't darken my doorsteps with your presence ever again" Diana fumed. She was so done with this fruitless conversation. Gosh! Why did he still name her mad? Looking at her so called father, she could see a few subtle wrinkle lines on his weathered face. He looked positively contrite, she couldn't help but smirk at the fact that perhaps karma had dealt with him a little if not more.

"Please Diana, please darling. Talk to me. I want to hear everything that I've missed because of my self-centeredness, I want to be there for my babygirl now " he finished, taking a subtle step...