Chapter 1: Past
Third Person's Pov
–Choo, choo– The train releases the smoke out of the engine, signaling that they will leave soon.
A loud noise comes from the train that's about to leave.
"Pa," a kid around seven years old calls out to her dad beside her.
The man looks at his daughter and smiles. "Yes, baby?"
"Why do we need to take a train? Don't we have a car anymore?" Out of curiosity, the little girl asks her dad. It was her first time taking a train.
"Of course we do. We are just trying different things."
The kid doesn't believe her dad. There is no way that her father would try things that will remind him of her mother. The girl looks outside at the different vendors.
"Do you want something to eat?" her father asks.
The little girl shook her head.
"No," the girl answers.
"Are you sure?" he asked again.
"Yah," the little girl simply answered but the man insisted on buying food.
"It's ok if you do. I can just go out there and buy you one," the man says.
"But I'm really not," the little girl feels weird about her dad's action.
"It's ok. I'm going to buy it really quickly. Stay here ok? Do not leave." Her father instructs.
Even though the girl feels confused, she manages to shake her head as she grips her father's hand.
"I'm not hungry. I promise," she worriedly said. She had tried to board the train and was afraid to be left alone.
"But I don't want my baby to feel hungry while we're here. Don't worry. Maybe just eat it later when you're hungry," the father says. Then he sits facing his daughter.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. Always remember, I love you. That's why I'm doing this for you," he says while smiling at her. He holds his daughter's head before leaving.
The girl can't do anything except watch her father walk out of the train.
The girl follows her father's direction using her eyes. It's obvious that her father lied to her, but she can't do anything about it.
When the father reaches the store, he looks in her daughter's direction and smiles, painfully.
The girl feels uneasy about that and a few drops of tears started flowing down her check.
"Please live," the father murmured.
The girl didn't understand what he said but she knows something is not right.
—Choo, choo– The train last signal for departure.
The train suddenly starts moving slowly.
"No! Not yet. My father hasn't returned yet," the girl cries and shouts at the top of her voice, but no one pays attention to her. She runs towards the door and sees her dad waving to her while smiling.
"No! Dad!" she persists, hitting the glass door of the train, thinking it may help.
She looked at her father but the man just waved at her.
"No, please," the girl murmured.
The girl clearly saw her dad being kidnapped by people in suits. The girl screams, but what can a seven-year-old do alone on a train?
No one on the train tries to help nor give a little sympathy for her.
"Why? You said you love me. Why do you need to leave me? What am I supposed to do now?" the girl says subconsciously. She cries the whole trip, but no one bothers to help her.
—Ting—The train door suddenly opens.
She steps back, but the crowd of people getting off the train forces her out. Only when the number of people lessens does she notice where she is.
A bunch of people walking, talking on the side, and the noise of trains leaving. She doesn't know what to do except cry. She's just a seven-year-old who doesn't know anything about the outside world.