"So how have you been?"I asked my dad as we sat down on the chair at the party taking place in the garden.

"I am fine but I haven't been myself lately, I think of you every day and night." He said.

"Really, dad?" I asked him.

"Yes." He smiled.

"I miss that rare smile." I told him sincerely.

"I thought you were angry at him. I never knew you would embrace me like you did the other time." He told me.

"I was angry at you but I couldn't hold myself back when I saw you. I heard you embrace me." I confessed.

"I am so sorry, Irina." He...