♱ Chapter • 123 ♱

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅•♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅•♱

I stared at Dad as he lay in bed with a huge storybook.

"Daddy?"

"Hi, dear," he answered me with a smile.

"You look sad... Dad. Did something happen?"

His mouth opened, but then it closed.

"I just remembered that I have a lot of accumulated work" he lied.

Dad was a l...