The words that left his mouth made me stop in my tracks. My blood froze but then immediately boiled in my veins.
"I'm your father, Elizabeth! You don't walk away from me, young lady," was all he had said.
If a thermometer was placed to measure my current temperature, it would have burst into pieces. I was no less than a volcano ready to erupt.
Turning on my heels, I fixed my eyes on a certain Marshalls who claimed to be my father. He looked at me with helpless eyes making me snort.
"Father?" I asked feeling a bitter taste in my mouth as I took a step towards him. A sadistic smile had spread on my lips. Oh! This was what I have been wanting to avoid all this time. I knew very well that I couldn't stand a sight of them suddenly showing up on the door step and try to rule my life like we
