I sweep and clean the diner of my job, pain excrutiated in every step.
The only customer was a hooded man sitting at a far corner table. I walked over to serve him.
"May I take your order, sir?"I ask. He grunts and looks at me. I can see his cringe at my face.
I used to be beautiful- too hard to resist. One day that all went down hill along with my mothers and I's money and grand house.
He answered sullenly,"No. I want to help you my dear. I,"he removed his cloak to reveal a mid 50's man with golden hair and brilliant gold eyes,"am your father."
I dropped my notepad and pen.
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