Chapter 2-
Strange comfort~
The weekend came sooner than expected, and after cleaning her house from top to bottom Annalise found herself filled with boredom and so she sat crossed legged on her bed, engrossed in a book she couldn't seem to put down.
She was home alone. Her father had been away for a business trip for almost a whole week now and she herself hadn't heard from him for the entire time he was absent.
She wasn't too worried about his whereabouts though, he hadn't gone unaccompanied, he was currently with another woman, a younger woman only a few years older than her.
Her father had introduced her to Annalise as a co worker while she came visiting just before they left. The woman seemed nice and she was sure if her father was going away for a long period of time he would be responsible enough to look after himself.
She had tried to call him to make an enquiry about when he was coming back.
If he was even coming back at all.
It wasn't a first time thing, ever since Annalises mother had passed away her father seemed to find every opportunity to be away from the house and her.
She tried talking to him about it but he never elaborated on his responses and dismissed her halfway claiming work needed his attention.
She needed his attention too, way more than work but he didn't know that, she wouldn't tell him.
And because he refused to mention why he drifted farther away from her, her mind started to speculate on why her own father would leave her like she was a disease.
Annalise was self aware to the fact that both her and her mother had similar physical features, her mother was sometimes was mistaken for her sister only a slightly older version.
She was able to put two and two together and realize that the reason her father stayed away was because she reminded him too much of her mother.
And it pained her the most to know her father couldn't stand being near her because of the striking and almost horrifying resemblance she shared with his dead lover.
She was in an unbearable state of pain when she learned of her mother's passing but she couldn't imagine what it must have felt for him.
She would never be able to imagine the pain of losing someone you were destined to spend the rest of your life with. She never wanted to.
And she was only making it worse by continuously reminding him of his deceased wife.
Maybe it would be better for him is she left.
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