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At six-twenty, now more than concerned, I knocked on her door again. “Dinner’s almost ready.”“I’m not hungry!”“Sia, we need to talk,” I informed her through the closed doors.“Go away! I don’t want to talk to you!”This was another of those moments. Intimacy aside, I was still her father. She didn’t understand how irreversible or how significant intercourse was. It was my responsibility to help her accept the situation. Steeling myself, I opened the door and entered. Sia was on her back, her head propped up with pillows, her iPhone in her hands. She didn’t even look at me.“I said I don’t want to talk to you,” she repeated.“Well, I need to talk to you.” Sitting on the edge of her bed, I placed my hand on her thigh. She shook it off. Damn.“Listen, honey, I only want what’s best for you.”“No you don’t. You only want what’s best for you,” she said, interrupting me.“Sia?” I said, and waited for her to look at me. It hurt to see the genuine anger in her eyes. I’d seen my daughter furious and.

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