Ray heads to Daniella’s room after his bruises are tended to. He knocks and enters. Behind him is the birthday present they got her on her birthday. He gets close to Daniella who is asleep at the moment.

He places the box of shoes on the table next to her bed and a note that David wrote before he passed on. He looks at her and he feels things get clearer and clearer.

He sits next to her bed and looks at her red hair braided in notes covering part of her face. He lifts his hand and slides it away from her face. He stands up to leave but his hand is held, he turns and Daniella is holding his hand unconsciously in her sleep.

He unfolds her fingers slowly and places her hand down. He moves close to the door and turns the knob. It makes a sound that makes Daniella wake up from her sleep

“Who are you sir?” Daniella asks Ray, who turns to look at her.

“A delivery man” he says while pointing at the present on the table. She turns and looks at the table and smiles. She looks back at him with a big smile. Ray returns the same smile to her and opens the door to move out.

“Thank you so much” he says as he pauses and turns to look at her confused face

“For what sir”

“For staying alive” he replies and gets out of the room and closes the door behind him. He leans on the door for 10 minutes, hesitating to leave, deciding in his mind to either go back in or walk away. Daniells in her room seems to watch Ray's shadow, she also thinks of opening the door to find out if he has forgotten anythinng. As Daniella gets to the door to open it Ray moves away from the door and hides behind the first turn that he sees.

Daniella, looks left and right to see if he is around but he is hidden where her eyes cannot reach, until Bradon emerges from the other side of the door. he greats her and they enter into the room for her examination. Ray uses that chance to walk away.

Dr Brandon examines her and tells them the same exact thing that Mrs Alves told them. It turns out, the memory loss may either be temporary or permanent. They should just  make sure they find the trigger to her memory he suggested, however, everyone agreed to leave her like that and let her regain her lost memories at the right time.

Ray travelled back immediately with Claris and Miles to their grand father’s house.

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“It’s so bright outside.” Daniella thinks to herself as she tosses in bed repeatedly. It’s been 2 months since she came here. Her dad was buried with respect and honour and she was told he died of a heart attack, which was a more secure way of her knowing.

“Wake up sleepy head, you have classes remember.”

“I know mama, I will get up now.” She calls her grandmother mama and grandfather papa. She gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom.

“I better get ready or Uncle Anton will be pissed if am late.” She finishes up and goes down for breakfast.

“Morning mama and papa.” She kisses them good morning and gets her breast fast in her hands and rushes out the door very fast.

“Walk slowly my princess, don’t run.” Shouts Mr. Alves behind her

“That girl is going to be the death of me.” Sighs Mr. Alves

“She is just like her father Ramos, he wouldn’t listen too. My poor sweet boy, I miss him.” Sobs Mrs. Alves. Mr. Alves stands up, heads to her, and holds her in his arms.

“We all miss him mi amor, we miss him Malita.” He holds her tighter in his arms and sadness fills his eyes.

Daniella heads to her studying area. She is home schooled since she is new here but goes out every day and meets people in the area and they tell her stories about her dad.

Every evening she goes training with her uncle Tim and Anton. They teach her tactics of fighting in addition to what she know and gets UFC training that she always wanted.

“Daniella is a natural just like her father.” I voice sounds from behind.

“Jackson!” Anton heads over with a big open hug to him.

“What are you doing here?”

“I have a princess to train dude.” He looks towards Daniella as they all look her way with Timothy training her.

“She is the spitting image of her father when it comes to skills.”

“That she is” nods Anton in agreement.

“Come Princess, meet your new master.” She heads over with a hug smile on her face that shocks Jackson.

“Wow, that is one hell of a smile.” Says a grinning Anton who turns to stare at Jackson in a playful way, while poking his abdomen.

“Exactly.”

“Hello, Daniella says with excitement, which makes Jackson raise his brows.

“Have we meet before Ella?”

“We have now, mama said you would come and papa showed me your picture.”

“Ooooh really”

“Yes, they said you trained my dad, I want to learn too, I have bullies to teach a lesson. They always bully me when i go to the market” she says while giving them a killing look. They freeze and lean into each other

"Why do you never tell us?" asks Anton 

"Because i want to fight my own battles, that way, they will respect me" she says while making a scary face

“Is she really 12? She talks like she is 15 or something” Jackson whispers to Anton and Timothy.

“Mmmmmm” they reply without breaking eye contact with Daniella.

“Are you sure?” the confusion on Jacksons face is unexplainable.

“Yes, the last time I checked, she was 12” replies Anton with his eyes now on Timothy who nods in agreement.

They all laugh and head out to grab a bite.

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Days passed by, months went by and years passed by in a flash and Daniella was now a grown woman at 20.

 Her fashion still sucks just like her grandmother always says. Let’s just say she doesn’t go out much so she needs not dress to kill in her grandfather’s castle like one can call it.

She is now more beautiful than ever, and more like a lady than a dude. She does not think too much as always, but strong and smart in the necessary areas.

She has the same routine, waking up, training, going around the town and chatting. She completed high school with good grade. Her uncle Anton was a good teacher so she really did well. She applied to the University of Chicago and has been accepted. She has a month to join and still deciding on when to go. But because she will miss her family, she still wants to hang around.

As she walks around town, she gets a phone call.

“Mama, what does she wish for this early? She never calls when am in town.” She picks up with questions in her mind

“Pumpkin, Come home. Let us discuss something important. We are all here waiting for you. Don’t be late”

“Okay, am on my way mama.” She hangs up and heads home rushing. This is something that never happens around here. Family meetings are held for only important matters and everyone is notified beforehand.

She reaches the door, and her hand stretches up to open it in hesitation.

“Way am hesitating?” she thinks to herself. This feeling has been on her mind after that phone call. She finally opens the door to the reading room and finds everyone seated all waiting for her. She feels the chills run down her spine as they all look at her.