In time, a face formed in the darkness, followed by the rest of a body. It was a man, gray curls framing a light caramel face. The face was kind, eyes full of both wisdom and kindness. Her stood straight and tall, his brown suit falling in perfect, crisp lines. “Papa?” asked Kyara. “Yeah, baby, I'm here.” His voice was everything she remembered, soothing and powerful. “I've missed you.” “I know, Baby. I've missed you, too.” She ran to him, feeling his arms around her again. “Do I need to go with you, now?” she asked her father. He draw back, looking into her eyes. “No, Baby. Not yet. You need to stay.” His voice was rough with emotion. “But I love you. I miss you so much.” Kyara was being tugged now, getting pulled away from the comforting arms of her father.
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