•TWO YEARS AGO•
"Nara?" my dad's timid voice called out, hoarse from the suffocating grief that filled the house. My own barely rasped, from the tears that choked my breaths.
"Dad?" I called out, my voice wavering. I heard the creak of footsteps as my father climbed up the steps, making his way to my bedroom, where I lay crumpled on the floor.
"Nara," he sighed again, as he stepped into my room, darkened by the lack of light and drawn curtains.
"Hey, Dad," I greeted him, tugging at the lace of black dress I was wearing. It fell to my knees, structured around my body in a beautiful fashion, but it only filled me further with grief. I pushed myself off of the slippery wooden floor, laminate from the layers of wax coating it. I took my father's outstretched hand as I reached the doorway, and we both made our way down the stairs.
I placed a smile on my face, and with the unstable support of my father, I walked out the door.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
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