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☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ "Papa". Nadira eyes instantly was clouded with her tears that wanted to drop. She knew she was going to be crying but not this soon.
Pascal walked towards his only daughter and brung her into a hug, "We miss you so much". Pascal blinked a few times to hold his tears.
Nadira nodded her head.Her throat start to tighten up so it was a little hard for her to talk.
Hilda slowly walked away leaving them alone.
"Honey who was it, are you okay". Amala calls out speed walking down the stairs as she tightened up her robe.
Amala eyes landed on Dira and she instantly started crying as she covered her mouth with one hand. "Ma douce petite fille". (My sweet little girl)
Nadira was embraced in her mother strong loving hug as she cried some more. Pascal wiped his eyes and in the process he noticed the bandage and the blanket in her arms.
"What happened to you". Amala asked holding her shoulders firmly inspecting her. "We was attacked".
"Who was it". Pascal questioned with anger in his voice.
"I don't know..I dont". Nadira whispered the last part as another tear fell from her eye. Ty starts to squirm out of her sleep which brung they attention to the blanket.
Dira wiped her eyes and moves the blanket back.
There was no way Kayos and her made this beautiful little girl. Tymper was a copy and paste of Kayos it was unbelievable.
"Oh my she's precious". Amala coos holding her hand on her cheek as she watch Tymper eyes wonder around.
Amala quickly went to wash her hands before she came back with a smile that was so big. "May I hold her and what's her name"Amala asked.
"Yes you can and her name is Tymper".
Nadira handed Tymper to her mom and watched as Amala and Pascal talks to Ty in french. All of a sudden Amala stops talking and just stares at her.
"By now I know this isn't his child and you have a lot of explaining to do but she looks a little like someone but I can't quite put a finger on it"
And with that Nadira takes her baby out her mother arm. It's too much going on already.
"So where did you go coccinelle. You leave for months and show up with a child that's not Ronan's" (ladybug)
Everyone went silent.
It felt like Pascal was yelling at her and she dont like getting yelled at so she didn't say anything. Nadira stood there twisting side to side as she rub between Tymper eyes.
A habit she couldn't resist.
"Answer me".
Pascal raised his voice causing Dira to chew on her bottom lip, she was too sensitive for him to be raising his voice at her.
Seems like Ronan didn't tell them which was...great for the most part, she could tell them first.
"Pascal dont raise your voice at her and we will discuss this another time but not now okay".
Once again everyone went silent.
Pascal walks off leaving Dira and Amala to watch him. "He hates me". Nadira whispered removing Ty hand that was digging into her chest.
Amala let out a sigh as she placed her hands on her temple, "No he doesn't it's just a lot going on at this moment okay. He will come around when he realizes what he did"
Nadira let out a chuckle knowing her father couldn't be mad at her for long,that's if he's even really mad at her.
"Let's get you girls cleaned up and then we can go eat breakfast"
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