Diamond sat in her room at Whispering Pines Lodge, scrolling through her phone when she received a call. She picked up, and her face instantly fell as she listened to the voice on the other end.

"Hello Diamond, have you heard the news?" Ruby asked, her voice laced with a hint of sadness.

"What news?" Diamond replied, wondering what could be so important for Ruby to call her at this hour.

"Father is dead," Ruby said, her voice shaking slightly.

Diamond's heart stopped. She felt like she had been punched in the stomach. It couldn't be true. Not her father. Her only parent was the one who made sure she and her sister were always safe. Not like he was always there but he made sure that they were doing fine. He was the man who had taught them everything they knew, the man who had been the center of their world for the whole twenty years that they had lived.

"No! No!! No!!! This can't be true, this certainly can't. Father cannot leave us just like that. You are kidding me right?" Diamond said, hoping against hope that Ruby was playing a cruel joke on her.

"I wish I was," Ruby said, her own voice trembling. "We need to go back home, Diamond. We need to see what's going on."

Diamond nodded, even though Ruby couldn't see her. "Yes, of course. I'll book a flight right away."

As soon as she hung up, Diamond started packing her bags. She didn't know what to expect when she got back home, but she knew that a lot of things would come to play because of the position her father held in their society.

As Diamond rushed to the airport, memories flooded her mind. She remembered all the times her father had taken them on camping trips, teaching them how to fish and start a fire. She remembered the long walks they had taken in the woods, talking about life and the world. She remembered the countless nights he had spent reading them stories before they went to bed. Yes, he was a top-rank mafia but he was a special one, majority of other mafias never had even the slightest time for their children but he made sure that his girls were his priority. He had been their rock, their protector, their guide.

Diamond felt tears running down her cheeks as she boarded the plane. She couldn't believe that she would never see her father again. She couldn't believe that he was gone forever. She tried to focus on the good times they had shared, but it was hard. Her mind kept going back to the moment she had heard the news, and the pain was too much to bear.

Diamond stood at the airport, feeling lost and vulnerable. She had rushed out of the house without a second thought, the news of her father's death hitting her like a ton of bricks. She had barely had time to process the information before she found herself packing a bag and rushing out the door.

Now, as she stood at the airport, she realized just how unprepared she was for the journey ahead. Her hair was a mess, her makeup smudged, and her clothes wrinkled from the rush to pack. She felt exposed and vulnerable like the whole world could see her pain and grief.

As she waited for her flight, Diamond couldn't help but think of her father. He had always been her rock, the one person she could count on no matter what. He had been her biggest supporter, her confidant, and her best friend. The thought of never seeing him again was almost too much to bear.

Diamond took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She knew she had a long journey ahead of her, and she couldn't afford to fall apart now. She wiped away the tears that had started to form in her eyes and took out her phone to distract herself.

She scrolled through social media, trying to take her mind off things, but nothing seemed to work. Everywhere she looked, there were reminders of her father. Old photos, memories, and messages of condolences flooded her feed. It was overwhelming, and Diamond couldn't help but feel like she was drowning.

Finally, her flight was called, and Diamond made her way to the gate. She tried to keep her head down, avoiding eye contact with the other passengers, but she knew that her disheveled appearance was impossible to ignore. She felt like she was wearing her heart on her sleeve, and the thought made her feel even more exposed.

As she settled into her seat on the plane, Diamond tried to relax. She knew that she had a long journey ahead of her, and she needed to conserve her energy. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of her stomach.

The flight was long and uncomfortable, and Diamond struggled to find any kind of peace. She was constantly wracked with grief, her mind consumed with thoughts of her father. She couldn't help but feel like she had let him down like she should have done more to help him.

When the plane finally landed, Diamond stumbled out of her seat and made her way to baggage claim. She felt like a shell of herself, hollow and empty. She couldn't believe that her father was gone, and the reality of it all was almost too much to bear.

As she waited for her bags, Diamond noticed a group of people standing nearby. They were holding up signs and balloons, clearly waiting for someone important to arrive. Diamond felt a pang of envy as she watched them. She wished she had someone waiting for her, someone who could offer her comfort and support.

When her bags finally arrived, Diamond made her way out of the airport and into the bright sunlight. She shielded her eyes, feeling disoriented and lost. She didn't know where to go or what to do next.

As she walked through the airport parking lot, Diamond realized that she had no idea where she was supposed to go. She hadn't even thought to check her father's address before leaving home. She felt foolish and unprepared, like a child lost in a big, scary world.

Eventually, she found a taxi and climbed inside. She gave the driver her father's name and hoped for the best. As they drove through the unfamiliar streets, Diamond felt a sense of unease wash over her. She didn't know what to expect when she arrived at her father's house and the uncertainty.