It'd being a month since Jacklyn met her father and that one month had been the best of her entire life.

She sat at the restaurant having a decaf coffee waiting for him to come as always.

Recalling the night she'd told him her identity, she felt amused.

Like the other night, she'd gone to the same restaurant to wait for him to come.

And after waiting for closely thirty minutes, he came.

Actually he came with a bodyguard.

She got up from her seat and went towards his.

She still wore an oversized hood sweater and a jean pants with sneakers all black.

When she got to where he...