Peace Making
~Maya’s POV~
I don’t know how I feel about this revelation. To my father, I was just a transaction to keep his company. He never once regarded me as his daughter. He arranged marriages for me. I accompanied his business associates on business trips. I was pawned. It pains me, but I can’t pay evil with evil. I look at the two women who treated me badly all my life, but I am not them.
“Wait here, I’m coming.”
I headed upstairs to put on something more comfortable and headed back downstairs. I grabbed my car keys and said, “Show me where my father is.” They nodded and followed me. We headed to the hotel. I decided to ring him when I was in the reception area.
Father: Cupcake
Maya: I’m downstairs at the hotel. Can you please come down?