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25. Don't make me feel like a mistress
Amayra
"Dada!!", the ten years old I ran towards dada with the first medal I got in the school level championship. He immediately ran towards me too, taking me in his arms.
"Dada! I won", I beamed at him.
"I knew my princess would win this too", he kissed my cheek.
"How do you know?", I rolled my eyes.
"Because I know my Amu is the best. And she will win anything. Tell me what do you want?"
"Dada! I want the Barbie princess bag that Lily has. Please please", I pouted.
"You and Lily aren't the same, Amu", he said in a rough voice. "These things don't suit you. I'll buy you a dummy to practice"
"But I have one"
"You'll have the best now. Just remember, you'll have to be different. Different from all the girls around. You'll be exceptional", he patted on my head.
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