Rena’s pov

I stood in the center of the living room, behind my dad and my hands were clenched tightly together. as i faced him with a serious look.

“We need to talk Dad,” i said.

He has now fully recovered and strong enough to fend for himself. “I hope its not the same issue we already concluded princess?” he asked. I shrugged, my heart pounding as i prepared to convince him again. But this time, i was fully ready to stand my ground on what i want.

“I didn’t come here to argue dad,” I began, talking to him as soft as i could afford and despite my effort...