It all happened in Paris

17 year old Alma wants to find her true love more than anything in the world. But all the guys she has dated have broken her heart. When her aunt, her most precious family member dies, Alma seeks security in Paris. Capital of fashion so she can achieve her dream as a fashion designer. But when she meets a very strange boy. Will Cupid shoot her once again? Will this boy be the love of her life? Should she take her chances? Will this boy with the love for carrots change her life? And will she find friendship?

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9. Daddy?

Flashback:

7  years ago.....

3 year old running up to a man with dark straight hair and gray/black eyes. 

"Hello sweetly! Look how much you've grown!"

"daddy is the war over? I don't like fighting" the three year old says.

"oh honey don't worry it's ok. Daddy will stay home now ok?" He said. Gently kissing the girls nose.

a woman walks outside where the girl and man are.

"Your back! That's great! Now get out of here!" The woman said.

the man painfully looks at her and says "alright"

he puts the little girl down. An older girl... About 10 years old runs out.

"Father your back!"

"I'm sorry sweety I have to go now. Take care of your sister. Be a good girl"

 

back to present.

that man..... He was my father! I remember now. All this time my mom said he had abandoned us. But I saw. Seven years ago through the window. He left because she made him. My 11 month old brother came later... Same man. I remember seeing him in the house one morning briefly. He saw me, smiled, and left.

"daddy?" I asked. Now it was clear. We had the same dark hair, same eyes... How could I have not known!

soon I snapped back into reality. My cousin was bleeding a lot. My dad started wrestling my mum for the knife. And my little brother ran out.

i ran next to my cousins side. Took put my phone and called 911. 

Soon after the police and ambulance got there. It was 15 minutes before my flight. 

"Daddy? Is that really you?" I asked.

"yes darling. It is." He said.

i hugged him tightly. I didn't want to let go. But I had to. 

"I have a flight to Paris...it's a long story" I said.

"your aunt told me. Now go.."He said.

i ran out despite my aching body. I got in the cab that was surprisingly still waiting and told him to step on it. We made our way through the traffic at an amazayn speed.i got to the airport five minutes before the plane left. I ran into the airport but didn't see the girl damn! I ran with the wooden box still in my hands. I realized that all this time I still held it.

i ran to the platform where there was a uniformed lady.

"am I to late!!!???" I asked.

tune in to find out more...

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