Chapter 2: The Whispers of the Past
Inside Lia’s bedroom, decorated with soft blues and gentle warm light, Darian gently sat her on the bed. ""Are you okay, sweetheart?"" he asked, wiping a tiny tear from her cheek. Lia nodded softly, clutching a worn teddy bear. ""Daddy, why does Miss Victoria hate me?"" she whispered. Darian felt a sharp pang in his heart. The truth was far more complex. Lia wasn't just his daughter; she was the last connection to Maya, his late wife who had vanished under mysterious circumstances six years ago, leaving Lia on his doorstep.
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