A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter 85

Alena

"Have a seat, Alena." Papa said, breaking the silence.

I walked further into the room before I took a seat near his desk We were both looking at each other without saying anything, as if we were waiting for the other person to start saying something first. I was building up the courage to speak up, knowing we weren't exactly in good terms before this.

My lips curved up into a small smile, trying to get rid of the awkwardness.

"I'm leaving," I said.

"Of course. You're going back home."

Home. The word 'home' itself brought comfort to me because I knew it was the exact same home I wanted to return to-I had always considered Papa's house as my home before I moved out to further my studies but after I had gotten married. my definition of home had changed. To me, home was wherever I could be with Matteo.

Where we could create different memories together for as long as we both lived. It didn't matter if we decided to move out into another property, as long as we were together. We could be making memories in Paris, London or even Singapore, and it could be home. To me, home wasn't just a place. It was the person itself.

Growing up, I felt safe with Mama and Papa. During my teenage years, they were all I had and I never wanted to lose them. As I grew older, they were always going to be the ones I had but life was different this time, I had my own wants and needs. I never wanted to lose them. Never.

"You made Matteo promise you to take care of me. You don't have to worry about that, Papa. He'll take good care of me. He'll take good care of your daughter," the words were clear as I spoke them in slowly.

The last time we had a conversation, it didn't end well.

Truth be told, I never wanted to argue with my family. I never wanted to be in bad terms with them because they were everything to me-Papa had given me everything he could because he loved me. He wanted to make sure I got the experience of a normal life despite being the daughter of someone dangerous.

I could never hate Papa. I could never despise him.

He had given me my life.

We just couldn't come to the same agreements anymore.

"If he fails, I won't give him anymore chances. I don't want to see you get hurt again, Alena." He replied, his eyes were pierced into my own. I knew he meant every word he said when he didn't hesitate. He could hurt him if anything happened to me.

"Do you think he would fail? Do you think he's not capable of protecting me?"

Papa sighed deeply, "I don't doubt him at all, Alena. I believe he's a good man and he's capable of protecting you. I just don't want to see you get hurt. I don't want to lose my baby because I let her choose her man. I'm really scared if I lose you," I stood up before I made my way towards him, "Papa, you're never going to lose me."

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Chapter 85

of that, Alena-You

to trust him. You have to

"You're defending him..."

my head, "I'm not. Nobody expected anything to happen during the first time. The second time? I was the one who left the house without telling him. He looked everywhere for me. If you want to blame someone

"He should've tried harder,"

"Papa..."

"No, he should've."

"He was

even though it was hard to explain. If I tried

afraid of losing me because he never

once. I

given me everything. The

still in shock. Instead of being there for him like he was for me, I left. I left because I was selfish and I only cared about myself, about my feelings. I thought I was healing myself." I continued to talk, letting him listen. "That was

"Alena..."

listen because only then,

nodded, "Go ahead, sweetheart. I'm

after we got married and got to know each other better, I only wanted to be with him. He makes me feel whole. He makes me feel loved in different ways. He makes me feel seen." Tears were beginning

well and I knew he was beginning to understand from my perspective. He had both of his hands cupping my face as he

apologise for

be happier." My heart felt like it broken into a million pieces as I placed

around my body before he pulled me in for a hug, trying his very best to calm me down. As I stayed still and cried in his arms, I

so long but he made me feel like a little girl

His little girl.

okay. Just let it out." He whispered,

I miss him so

We all

felt as if I lost another

he tried to soothe me, like soothing a child. To him, I was always

was the one who immediately rushed towards me because he wanted to check up on me. The worried look on his face when he saw the blood, even

to look at

wiped away

grey hair forming. My Papa was not getting any younger. In fact, he was getting older and I was going to have less time with him. I was

What about me?

never be fully prepared for when that time came and he was

lose me,

can't

won't. From now on moving forward, it'll all get better but you have to promise