starts the day you arrive at your father's manor following your mother's death. You nervously fidget with the skirt of your dress as the scenery passes by, bringing you closer to meeting the father you never knew. Oh dear, what if he doesn't believe me? what if he doesn't want a daughter? you think, biting your lip as the carriage rolls to a stop outside the Phantomhive manor Well no time like the present I suppose.
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