Anna's POV
I woke up on a very comfortable bed in a room full of pink. I was curious as to why I'm here, but then I remembered. I sat down on my bed and wrote on my diary.
Dear diary,
I still don't know if I should treat him nicely or like the other suitors. Hmm, guess I'll have to find out in the nearest possible future. Though he's so nice, I won't be surprised if mom asks my permission to marry him. He makes everyone feel... special. Well, these next two weeks will totally be long. And I have no choice but to know him, maybe that's a good thing, don't know yet. I'll know... at the right time I guess.
I closed my diary then headed to the bathroom. When I went out, I sat on my bed and someone knocked on the door.
"It's open." I said then the door opened slightly then daddy walked in.
"Had a goodnight sleep Anna?" He asked, I nodded
"Good, so, if you're ready, you could just go to the dining room for some breakfast." He added
"Okay dad." I replied
I'll be honest, I did not see that coming. But could you blame me? He's kind. And from his reactions, he seemed to be surprised by me calling him 'dad', but what's more important, he was happy. Now, I'm going to go back to my 'mom-has-a-suitor' mood.
I walked out of the room and searched for the dining room. Note to self, when I get a tour around the house, make a map. This place is really huge, I can tell you that. When I finally reached the dining room, I saw him at the table, waiting for me.
"Oh hey Anna, glad you finally came." He said with a smile
"I could've been here sooner but I got lost." I replied then sat down on one of the chairs.
"So Anna, tell me about yourself." He said
"Well, number one, I don't treat mom's suitors finely, number two, I never get along with them, number three-."
"No, no, tell me something about you, like, your personality."
"Um, I think you should know. Mom said that I may look like her but my personality, is mostly composed of yours." I replied
"Oh, so you like building then?" He asked
"Not actually."
"Music?"
"Not interested."
"How about seizing the day?"
I just shook my head.
"Oh,"
"I-is that your personality?" I asked
"Sorta."
"Guess we're not alike." I said then a frown crossed his face.
Now I feel sorry.
"So what was the reason why you're the one taking care of me again?" I asked
"Well, your mom insisted, and I want to get to know you better." He replied
I gave him a questioning look.
"It's true. I, um, I want to know my little girl who I haven't even known existed."
"I guess that's a legal answer." I muttered then sighed, "I miss mom."
That afternoon, he fetched me from school and we headed home.
"How was school?" He asked, I just shrugged
He smiled then continued to drive.
"You know, I've noticed something different about you since this morning." He said, "You've been, um, more kind to me."
"Oh."
Have I really been nice to him? Guess it's just instincts.
The next two days had passed easily and fun. I actually have been nicer.
"Dad," I said as I peeked in to his room, "can I talk to you for just a minute?"
"Yeah, sure, come on in."
I sat down on his bed then breathed heavily.
"Dad, was I, um, harsh to you on the past month?" I asked
"Well, I can't really blame you for that. I have been the one who was wrong. And I wasn't around when I should've been." He replied
"So you're not mad at me if I say that when mom comes back in a week and three days I'll be back to normal?" I asked
"Harsh normal?"
"Kinda,"
"No I shouldn't be, at least I got to spend some time with you." He replied with a smile, "And you're not mad that I'm dating your mom?"
I shook my head no then said, "You're still my dad."
"And I have a question, what's with the white room?" I asked
"Well, when your mom and I were in college we planned to have a room where we'll paint the adventures we had." He replied
"Mm-hm, and then?"
"Guess that's it." He said then shrugged
"Oh, and I'll just bring back something I got from the neighbors across the street." I said then started walking away
"But it's already dark, you can get hit by a vehicle." He said
"No I won't. I'll be back in this house, safe and sound in a few minutes."
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