Meeting You Was Fate

Her father looked at her with his gloomy eyes. The saggy bags under his eyes marked his old age, possibly exacerbated by stress and frequent crying due to loneliness. His deep manly voice had faded but was still as sweet as Mandy could remember.

"My little girl, why are you crying? I'm fine. Don't be sad," Stanley said, calmly. "Please don't cry." In an effort to convince her, he projected his genuine smile, which emphasized his wrinkles.

"Dad, this is all my fault. You suffered a lot because of me. What happened to your face?" Mandy asked with so much worry. Her conscience was firing her with guilt at the thought that her father was spending the night in the police office at an old age. She felt very uncomfortable at the sight of her father's appalling situation.

"No, don't say that. My child is great. She is a good doctor and would do her part to save more people in the future. Don't worry about my face. I accidentally fell in the bathroom last night, so I got some bruises. It doesn't hurt, though," Stanley said without losing his smile. He did not show any sign of exhaustion or negative emotion that would make his daughter feel bad.

Mandy's parents had wanted her to be a pianist. With an innate talent, she had learned fast and was more advanced than others. She was a natural. However, Mandy had wanted a different path, so she did not follow her parents. Now, she felt a little regret for her disobedience.

"No, Dad. It's my fault. I won't let you suffer anymore." Tears streamed down her face again. She could only wish to replace her father in the police station.

say something when the sound suddenly stopped. Time was up for the phone call. Not long after,

Her palms and face were on the glass wall with her tears smudging it as she

the scene on the big screen. It was frozen at that moment. Beside him was the big fat chief of the police station. Nathan's presence made the

and expected to be treated as such. Being entitled, he was known to be arrogant and frightening. With such a reputation,

sure how to feel about what he saw, but

both the Securities Regulatory Commission and the inspection committee are investigating him," the chief answered briefly. He did not intend to say more unless Nathan would ask further questions.

commanded calmly. Nathan turned serious with his

what he wanted. Even

out of the police station. She tightened her clothes to keep them in place and

lose everything. Why