Eight Years Ago (2)

"Anne, are you ready? We have to leave soon, "Her father said from outside. He had been waiting for her for a long time but there was no movement on her side.

"Yes. Yes. I'm coming, "Anne murmured, looking at herself in the mirror for the last time.

"Are we getting late, papa?" Anne whispered as he was driving. "Will you get scolded by your boss?"

"I am sure they will not mind waiting an extra five minutes, "Her father said. Did her father really said that the Hart couple could wait? For a moment, she could not believe it. All her life, she had seen him giving the Hart family the respect one would give to god. She was not a religious person nor her father was but if he considered someone God it would be Nikolai Hart.

"Is everything alright?" Anne asked. Her father had been behaving unusually. This time, he had crossed a big limit. Perhaps, she was thinking too much.

Jacob looked at his daughter and said, "Yes, child. Everything is alright."

Reluctantly, she believed his words. If