Reborn From Oblivion

"Am I really beyond forgiveness?" Cameron's voice wavered, filled with raw emotion. "If I'm willing to spend the rest of my life making it up to her, could she forgive me just this once?"

But Nina wasn't having it. She turned her back on him, ready to leave. "Please, don't come looking for me anymore. Your presence just upsets my dad."

Cameron's handsome features darkened, the sting of betrayal sharp in his chest. "Nina, he's not your dad. I am your father," he finally shouted, frustration boiling over.

Nina paused, spun around, and flashed a sweet smile. "Oh, Griffin, you're such a joker. You've got your own wife, Greta, and no kids with her. My mom's Nathalie, my dad's Nathan. And my full name? Emily Sheridan. How could I possibly be your daughter?" With that, she skipped away, leaving Cameron standing there, her words echoing hauntingly in his mind.

Something wasn't right, he felt it deep down. As he mulled it over, realization dawned.noveldrama

This kid might only be two, but she talked and acted like someone with years of experience. Was she, like Nathalie, harboring memories from a past life?

Driven by a sudden desperation, Cameron dashed after her. "Nina!" he called out.

But Nina kept moving, unfazed, heading straight for the exit.

Meanwhile, Dominick and Ford had been searching high and low for her, growing increasingly frantic. Then, to their relief, they spotted Nina strolling out of Dawson International on her own.

Dominick rushed over, practically in tears as he scooped her up. "Nina, where on earth did you go? You almost gave your Uncle Ford a heart attack!"

Nina wrapped her arms around Dominick. "I'm sorry, Uncle. I got lost. Wandered into that building by mistake. It's like a maze in there I couldn't find my way out for ages."

Dominick, still basking in relief, reassured her. "It's alright, as long as you're back safe."

Ford, still frazzled, shot Dominick a glare. "You better hope Grandpa doesn't catch wind of this. Otherwise, we're in for one hell of a night."

Dominick shrugged it off. "As long as the three of us keep quiet, Grandpa won't know Nina went missing."

The group, nerves still jangling, decided they'd had enough adventure for one day and headed home.

By the time they got back, afternoon had settled in, and with it, a brewing storm. Dark clouds crowded the sky, lightning crackled, and thunder rumbled ominously.

Nathan was already sitting in a porch chair, waiting, when Dominick and Ford walked up with Nina, The sight of him nearly made them trip over their own feet.

"Where have you been?" Nathan's voice was as cold as ice.

Ford was quick to point fingers. "Grandpa, it was all Dominick's idea. He insisted on taking Nina out."

Dominick scrambled to defend himself. "Grandpa, Nina rarely asks for anything. We couldn't say no to just one small wish, could we?" Nathan leaned forward, his gaze sharpening. "Where exactly did you take her?"

Dominick tried to sidestep the question. "We just went on a little impromptu trip. Nina led the way, we just followed her directions..." Nathan's voice shot up a notch. "Do you not understand plain English?"

Dominick dropped to his knees, ears in his hands, and spilled the beans. "Grandpa, swear, I don't know how it happened. One moment we were driving, next thing we knew, we were parked right outside Dawsom International."