11 Never leave me... (2/2)

Feeling slightly uneasy, she looked all over but found nothing.

She found a partial answer to her previous flooded questions.

She stood up, dusted her gown and started murmuring something. Corbette noticed this and sighed.

'She has suffered a lot', he thought.

Finally after few minutes, she turned around and started walking towards her father.

Upon reaching, Corbette lightly patted her shoulders and hugged her.

Stroking her back, they stood there for a while.

Margaret pulled herself from the hug and stared at her father with soggy eyes.

Seeing her in such a helpless state, he kissed her forehead, ”Let's go..”, he smiled gently.

”Never leave me father... Okay?”, she whispered, enough for both to hear.

He smiled.

”Yes my daughter.”