DOVE
My hands shook and tears fell unrestrainedly down my face even before I could fully comprehend what was happening, my heart squeezed painfully in grief, the feeling of having lost someone overwhelming.
"Dad.." I croaked, my voice sad and unfamiliar to me.
"Can you please tell me what is going on?" I cry, my tears almost blurring the image of the man across the yard from me.
He stood unresponsive, his face stuck in a grimace, eyes darting around my figure in disbelief. As if, If he looked harder and searched wider, I would change to someone else, and the image of the sister he saw was just a fragment of his imagination. And the thought of him not wanting me, even tho I knew how terribly wrong it was, made my chest constrict in utter agony. Even if I did not want to want him, I did
