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He came back to the country to meet his daughter and to his surprise, he was too late because she was no more a child, THe one who would ask him to read her a bedtime story. No more the child who would smile at his arrival. She had turned into a splitting image of himself. The one who had no interest in people around her nor did she have any motivation to smile. Her eyes were those of Zarin but the dry and empty look in them was enough to explain the lore of her life. 

  Kiara was about to go to her next class when she received a text from the butler asking her if she could come home at once. She hadn't received a call like that from her butler ever and now it was way too odd when he said it that way. 

"Why? Is everything alright?" She got worried. 

"You have a guest." He added.

"Guest? Who? I didn't know somebody was coming." She said with confusion. 

"Kiara! Hurry up!" Chelsi pulled her by the arm. "Who is it?"