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26. Why me?
The park was more fun than I thought it was going to be. We went two times more after that day. Both times Rosie was there as well so we could play together. In those hours, I forgot about everything and just had fun with my new friend.
But there was still one question lingering in my mind: why me? Why had Joon and David kidnapped me? Why did they think I needed all of this? I really needed to know why.
Right now I was painting together with Daddy in the kitchen. This was the only time I could sit in a normal chair Daddy had warned me. I didn't care I was already happy with the fact I could sit in a normal chair. Because there was a relaxed vibe going on and I had by now gained their trust back I thought I was now the right time to ask.
"Daddy?" He looked up from his painting and looked at me. "Why did you and Papa take me with you?" I to avoid using the word 'kidnapped', hoping I would get my answer quickly.
"Fleur we went over th
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