"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare.
17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...
"Here we are." Father says opening the door. "I'm sorry everything's a bit too small for you." He says scratching the back of his head. "I just couldn't bring myself to change anything. That's the reason I extended the house. I couldn't touch this room." He sighs looking around. "I needed to keep a part of you here so that you were still real to me." He explains walking in inside as I trial behind him. "You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment. To bring you back home Juliana." He looks to me. I smile a little, looking around the spacious childish pink room that I hardly remember. "I'll have an interior designer come over tomorrow so you can have things changed to your liking." He says.
"No no that isn't necessary father and it would cost you too much." I assure him. He laughs.
"Juliana, I haven't spent a dime on you since you were 5," he looks to me.
"You really don't need to-"
"I want to." He cuts me off. "I need to. It's all I've been waiting to do. I'm your father and I've hardly ever done a thing for you, I know we barely know each other Juliana but I never stopped loving you and I have always been your father. This is what daughters supposed to do, spend all their fathers money." He smiles a little. "I want to be able to reach that point with you. Please you have to let me Juliana."
"Alright father." I nod realising how much this meant to him. He smiles walking towards me.
"Alright then get some sleep, you will meet Kate and Kathleen tomorrow." He says pecking my forehead.
"Goodnight father." I smile.
"Goodnight Juliana." He says closing the door behind him.
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"Who are you?" A squeaky voice startles me. I jump slightly dropping the spatular and turning around. A little girl with auburn hair and hazel eyes like my own looks up at me in confusion. This must be Kathleen my mind registers.
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"I'm Jill." I smile bending down to pick up the spatular.
"Are you the new nanny mum hired?" Kathleen questions. "You're so young for a nanny." She furrows her eyebrows and then I remember that father calls me by my first name and only has baby pictures of me.
"My name is Juliana." I reintroduce myself, walking towards the sink and placing the spatular in. "Juliana?" She gasps as I turn around, she looks at me with wonder. "Are you my new sister?" She smiles widely. "Papa, has told me so much about you."
"Yes I am, call me Jill, I prefer that name." I explain. She nods.
"Jill, I'm sorry if I gave you a fright. Mrs Lorrie is usually the only one in the kitchen." She apologises.
"It's alright Kathleen." I smile. "Want some pancakes?" I offer pouring honey over mine.
"Call me Kathy." She nods. "But don't put honey on mine. I'm not allowed to have sweet things in the morning." She pouts and I furrow my eyebrows.
