The compassionate kidnapper

December

_From December
Six-fifty in the morning...
I wake up from the bitter cold. I look out the window. The fog is rising in the city, the vision is unclear, and the heater has been turned off.

Alone as a whale in the oceans
He screams, and his voice contains nothing but sorrow
No one lost at the bottom of the maze can hear him
The world was cruel to him, but he remained steadfast deep within himself

Let me go out and get some firewood from outside. I can't stand this cold. Perhaps my attempts will work with this old heater.
I put on my brown coat. It's my mother's coat. I feel her presence when I wear it. I went out to look around my house

- Hasn't my father stopped sending these followers to watch me? He will never get tired of what he does for a long time, and I can't stand their presence. Does he think I'm stupid and don't know his actions? I'm sure they're here the whole night.

I looked at them with indifferent looks and completed what I was looking for, and then after I finished, I took what I had in my hand and entered the house.
To call him and make his day miserable this morning, I grabbed the phone and searched for his number anxiously and angrily, but he was a little late in answering...
Apparently he's fallen asleep, damn it, she screams.

Laird, shocked and drowsy:
_Rossana?!!

_ Do you think that I do not feel what you are doing, father? I do not want to protect you, and I feel comfortable without your presence. I order your followers immediately, with your continuous orders, to leave around me now.

- Rossana, listen, I am the one who orders, and these are my orders, and I will not do that until you return. It is not appropriate for you to live there. Stop being proud. Do you think I will not know how you live this tragic life?
In a condescending tone, "Stop pretending to be proud, you are nothing without me."

With an angry scream
_Dad.....and hung up the phone without saying goodbye.
I think I was the one who made my day miserable, not him.
I grumbled at him with all my might and sighed with regret to the point that I forgot the cold from his provocation and my body temperature rose from anger.
After I sat down and calmed down a little...

_ What is this? I'm hungry to make myself some hot food and forget about him and take care of my stomach

As I prepare food, I enjoy what I make. Everything I make with love, to the point that I forgot what happened a short while ago, and preparing food when I was hungry kept me busy.
I'm done, I put it on the table and looked at it greedily

_ Oh my God, the view is beautiful. It is some pies and warm Italian spinach soup.
I sat eating... while I was in the middle of eating and my mouth was full, there was a knock on the door:

_ Oh my God, not at this time. I frowned and stood up, frowning, and went to open the door
She laughs heartily at my appearance.
_ Let me take a picture of you with your plump face. It's cute

_ After I finished what was in my mouth, Clarin, don't do this

She laughs, not caring about my reaction, and adds:
_They will be my favorite pictures

And in a moment of realisation...
_What is this, Rossana? Didn't you go to university when you were so late?

_ I'm not in the mood to go. Didn't you hear what they were saying about me?!
They say that my father left me because I was not good and I did not do good for him, as if there was no one to talk to except me.

_ Do not care, my dear friend. My friend, you are much better than them and they do not know you well. They will regret saying such things. Do not care about these trivial sayings. Always remember that you are a good, compassionate and always good girl.
"There are many people who lost their parents in this world, and they did not raise them, but they were raised by their consciences."

Clarine hugs Rossana, as she knows how her companion feels.
_Let's go now.

Rossana stubbornly.
_I don't want to be absent today for a little while

_ Well, no pressure on you, I'm going now.

_ I will go with your father to work shortly. There is a place and work relaxes me despite my fatigue.

_As you wish, my beautiful friend, goodbye.

With a funny smile...
_ Goodbye, and have fun without me

She looks at me from the corner of her eyes...
_ Oh.. cruel...

"As I contemplate Clarine's passing, she is undoubtedly the best companion
It's like the moon in the night and the universe's favorite stars
And the refreshing beginnings of the morning and the sun and its bright rays."

After I prepared myself for work, I was ready to go out and I was on my way
My father sent me a message. I took my phone out of my coat pocket. I opened the phone and I knew what the content of the message was, but:

"Rosanna, don't refuse this time. I have to meet you at one in the morning. It's a matter of life or death."

You looked surprised,
_What ?! One in the morning, isn't it too late?!

_End of the seventh part_

Is Rossana's sensitivity exaggerated?
Does her father deserve what you do for him?

And this time, will Rossana go to her father?
What is the purpose of this message?