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A black and red phoenix tattoo covers the middle half of Dad’s back in a 3D style sketch. Its tendrils resemble flames.
“Wow.”
I’ve seen so many of Mum’s work, but this is her most passionate one. I strive to sketch like her one day.
“That’s not all.” He rolls his sleeves to show me small tattoos in a vertical line along his forearm. A sun. A moon. A star. The sun on Dad’s arm is black.
“Like mine…” I show him my tattoo at the same place as his. Only in mine, the star is coloured black.
And in Mum’s tattoo, the moon is in black. I chuckle. “She got us matching tattoos.”
“I was against it since you were only fifteen, but I’m glad she did it anyway.” Dad smiles as he buttons his shirt and sits beside me again.
“How long did she take to do the phoenix?”
“About a week. We talked so much during that time. It was the first time, someone had genuine interest in me and not in my family name. So afterwards, I hid my real identity from her. We stayed together for months before I took her to Vegas.”
“How did Mum find out about who you are?”
“The horrible way. My parents got involved and it wasn’t pretty. People like me aren’t supposed to be with people like Jasmine. Even though I knew that, I couldn’t lose her. Especially when she was pregnant with you.”
I continue itching closer until there’s no space left between us. “What did you do?”
“I struck a deal with my father. The marriage will remain under radar and so will you and Jasmine. If I refused, they would’ve done it the harsh way and it would’ve hurt Jasmine.” He stops meeting my eyes with his identical ones. “Those seven years I spent with you two were the happiest times of my life, Star.”
A sob catches at the back of my throat. “Then why did you leave? Why did you end up marrying Victoria and tossing me and Mum aside?”
“Your mum did the tossing, actually. Now, I realise it must’ve been a ploy from either my father or Victoria or her parents. Or all of them. I had to leave. I’m the only heir to my family and I knew if I didn’t obey, my parents would’ve buried you and Jasmine until I could never find you.”
“Bad things for greater good.”
“No, Astrid. No.” He holds my shoulders. “There was no greater good about leaving you and your mother. There hasn’t been a day that I didn’t regret it. But every time I went back, Jasmine pushed me out. She allowed me to see you sometimes, but she cut me off from your lives saying you two didn’t fit into my world. Her constant rejections were my punishment.”
“You really planned to reunite with Mum?”
“Yes. After my father’s death, I was done with the masquerade. I finally convinced Jasmine to give me another chance and she agreed.” His face turns rigid. “But it never happened.”
“She was really happy that night, Dad.” I smile, fighting the pressure at the back of my throat. “I’m the one who threw a tantrum.”
“It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know.” He pauses. “Astrid, this period will be hard for the family. I need you to be strong. Can you do that for me?”
I nod slowly, my voice catching. “What will happen?”
“Some people will pay.” His demeanour hardens.
We remain silent for long seconds until it almost becomes awkward.
“Can I tell you something, Dad?”
“Anything.”
I gather all my courage and blurt, “I don’t want to go to Imperial College. I want to study art like my mum.”
“All right.”
“All… right?” My mouth hangs open.
“Of course. I won’t make you study something you dislike. Besides, you have too much talent to waste.”
