Chapter 22

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Caius's POV

I informed Heidi to have my daughter come to me.

which I took a sip of blood in the cup.

I looked over the documents.

then glanced up at the clock 3:30 that's when her school ended.

After a few minutes of waiting 3:45 she wasn't present in my office.

is she really going to avoid me? I thought.

I wanted to clear things out for her.

After another 15 minutes of waiting I got up from my chair.

I went and knocked at her bedroom door.

and heard that the shower was on.
She's taking a shower...

I sighed then went back to my office.

I wondered how her first day went...

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35 minutes passed.

She isn't here yet...

Then I heard my office door open,

"You requested for me, Father" she says.

I tried to ignore the fact she addressed me as Father instead of 'dad' or 'daddy'

"Have a seat" I motioned.

then she sat and looked passed me.

I saw that her cheeks where red.

"How was your first day?" I asked.

noticing that the necklace we got at the marketplace wasn't there.

"It was fine" she said, she sounded distant.

"I apologize for what you saw this morning" I said.

my daughter looked at me with a glint of a sadness then she returned to the emotionless face she had before.

"I should have knocked" she said then got up from the chair.

turning on her heel to the door.

I stood up and reached for her hand.

"Don't touch me" she hissed then walked out the door.

I didn't know how to react.

I couldn't understand what just happened.

I went back to my desk and looked down at a photo of her when she was 8 years old...

"What happened to my innocent baby girl.." I pressed the photo with my thumb.
then I set the photo down.

I decided that I needed a hunt
I grabbed my jacket and walked out of my office.

I informed Aro that I would be hunting.

Aro just nodded.

then Marcus gave me a slight glare.

ah he must feel what Charlotte feels for me.

I sighed.

then went off to hunt.

As I was walking down the streets.

I heard someone say my daughter's name.

I listened in.

"Who does that Charlotte think she is? First she doesn't even address me properly but guess what I stole from her" that girl with french braids said

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