Rena’s pov

I was at the hospital and the air today seemed so calm, but my heart remained disturbed and filled with worry.

I sat by my father’s bedside watching him as he slept, with my hands clasped together tightly around my belle, the man who had once been my greatest protector was now battling with the steam of fear and confusion in his mind, and that made me feel pity for him.

He blinked slowly and his gaze drifted to me before looking away again.

His presence still held dignity like the good old days. I couldn’t stop looking at him, it’s been quite a long time and I...