Chapter Sixty Three
In which help is needed.
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[Ayne Kent’s Point of View]
“Dad, can I ask something?”
As if on cue, my father stopped from what he was doing to focus on me. This was normal for him, and I do understand that a part of him feels happy whenever I and my sister would ask him for something. Having to miss the majority of our lives always made him feel like he had not done enough.
“Is something bugging you, pumpkin?” He asked, slowly placing his tools down the chair as he walked towards me. There was a soft hint of worry placed on his face. Casually grabbing the seat close to me, he prompt himself close to where I was. “I’ll do my best to answer your questions.”
“How did you know that you wanted to stay by mother’s side?”
It was a controversial topic between the famil
