I just want him.
I bite into the fabric and shake my head. No, I can’t think about that. I need to stop remembering how much Daddy has done for me and push it all to the back of my brain. Because if I go back to the space station, he won’t be there with me, so I need to relearn how to take care of myself.
But I’ve had a taste of being his, and I will know what I am missing out on.
“She’s going through a lot right now. I know you want to go in there and comfort her, but give her some space,” Yamal says. “You don’t want to push her further away.”
“I don’t like her crying. I want to go in there and hold her and tell her everything is going to be okay. I want to make her happy and help her stop crying,” Daddy tells Yamal.
Even more tears run down my face as I listen to his words. Why is he saying sweet things about me?
“Let her cool off a little and then try to talk to her. If you need anything else, call me,” Yamal states. “I’m going to go check on some of the other girls now.”
Silence fills the apartment as I take a deep breath in. Did Daddy leave with Yamal? I only heard one set of footsteps after Yamal said he was going.
“Everything is going to be okay,” Daddy whispers so quietly that I can barely hear him. “I’m going to give you some time to be by yourself and comprehend everything. I’ll be back later to talk to you.”
But I don’t know if I want time anymore.
