Hayat P. O. V.
As a child I always want my happy family...
I want to study more and want to archive something in my life just like every child...
But when I lost my mother and my father married to my step mother who hates me with all her guts I lost my every hope... My stepmother Nancy and her daughter Maisha has somehow maintained the position of most important person of my dad's life but in this process my dad totally forgot about me...
Now my dad hates me but I don't get the idea where I went wrong which made my dad to hate me so much and forget taking care of me....
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Knock knock
I sat up straight and looked towards my room's door....
""Hayat !!!! ""
I have something important to discuss...
I hope you are free for your father's words..
my dad said after opening my room's door.....
His voice sounded soft some how but why???
what he want to discuss at that time???
yes dad,,, ""please come ""
I said with respect