chapter one hundred and eighty ONE

Pov olivia

Who is Alana Parker anyway? Could she be seeking revenge for being sold? What if all of this is just made up? I still need proof. I startle at two loud knocks on the door.

"Olivia!" It was my father.

I quickly hide everything and go to open the door. I couldn't hide that I was shaken.

"Daughter..." he hugs me.

I rest my head on his chest and let the tears fall. I literally couldn't stand up; my body felt like it had been taken from me, leaving only the skin.

"What's wrong with the queen bee of this house?" he guides me to the bed.

I can't say anything. My father was a good friend, always has been. I wish I could tell him everything.

"I'm not the queen bee, Dad," I begin. "Maybe the princess... the queen is missing," I cry. "Where is she, Dad? Why doesn't she come back to us?"

"I don't know, my little one, I really don't know. But I know that your mother would never want to see you crying, she would never want you to give up, and that's exactly what you did when even I stopp