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Marixa promised to be the one who would buy a phone to my daughter, and so I decided to just give my Kyra a laptop so that she would be comfortable when she's doing a research. She deserved the gadgets, anyway.

Now, she's finally sleeping with her parting lips. Unlikely, here I was being the most influential over thinker again. The words my daughter had said awhile ago just marked in my mind for too long. I was glad to know that she found me a complete package. That she did not need a father anymore. That I was enough for her. For all the years living with her, that was the very first that she became very vocal about her father. I meant, I thought she was not thinking about him. And little did I know, Kyra was somehow searching for one.

"You do not need a father like him, Kyra," I said, although I knew only me could hear me. "You are too good for him. I do not even think he will love you. Maybe... He is already happy now with his own family.