His sister

Megan's pov

I wore a baby pink dress. It fits perfectly to my body and I ponytailed my hair.

After I got dressed, I went downstairs. When I came down, I saw papa at a table with other respected friends, Investors and his high-end colleague. They all knew about mama's death then. Daddy said she died because of a car accident when I was two years old.

I only saw my mom in pictures.

Her almond eyes were puffy.

She has a soft aura. Dad's too. Where did I inherit my face? I don't know.

I tried. I was looking at what my mom and I looked like but nothing.

"Here," papa pointed to his seat next to him. There I sat. On my right is papa, on the left is Sav.

My heart thumb so fast.

The food and wine were served to us.

I immediately ate the food on my plate.

"So Rox, how old are you?" One of them asked.

"Sixteen," I answered politely.

She gasped.

"Really? Sixteen?" She laughed. "You're studying at St. Dominic, right?"

I nodded.

"Uh, yes."

"I knew it! Did you know my son, Caleb?"

My lips parted.

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