MR. SIM AND FEDORA

As Amelia entered the suite, she marveled at the luxury surrounding her. The soft glow of the chandeliers cast a warm light over the room, highlighting the intricate details of the decor.

In the midst of this splendor, Mr. Sim, Amelia's father, was on the phone, his voice filled with joy. "I will call you again! My daughter is here!" he exclaimed, quickly ending the call as he spotted Amelia running towards him.

"Daddy! I miss you!" Amelia cried, her voice choked with emotion as she flung herself into his arms.

Mr. Sim enveloped her in a warm embrace, his eyes twinkling with affection. "Oh, come on. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We won't be wasting this moment in tears, are we?" Mr. Sim said lovingly, gently patting his daughter's back as she sobbed quietly.

Amelia pulled back slightly, wiping her tears with a smile. "You're right, Daddy. I'm just so happy to see you."